Maurice Maeterlinck Quotes

He who knows himself is wise; yet have we no sooner acquired real consciousness of our being than we learn that true wisdom is a thing that lies far deeper than consciousness. The chief gain of increased consciousness is that it unveils an ever-loftier unconsciousness, on whose heights do the sources lie of the purest wisdom.

Every new star that is found in the sky will lend of its rays to the passions, and thoughts, and the courage, of man. Whatever of beauty we see in all that surrounds us, within us already is beautiful; whatever we find in ourselves that is great and adorable, that do we find too in others.

We subdue that in others which we have learned to subdue in ourselves. Around the upright man there is drawn a wide circle of peace, within which the arrows of evil soon cease to fall; nor have his fellows the power to inflict moral suffering upon him.

But cannot we live as though we always loved? It was this that the saints and heroes did; this and nothing more.

Pero la hora magnífica pertenece a las rosas de mayo. Entonces, hasta mas allá de donde alcanza la vista, desde las vertientes de las colinas hasta las hondonadas de las llanuras, entre diques de viñas y de olivares, afluyen de todas partes como un río de pétalos del que emergen las casas y los árboles, un río del color que damos a la juventud, a la salud y a la alegría. Diríase que el aroma a la vez cálido y fresco, pero sobretodo espacioso que entreabre el cielo, emana directamente los manantiales de la beatitud.

If I tell some one that I love him – as I may have told a hundred others – my words will convey nothing to him; but the silence which will ensue, if I do indeed love him, will make clear in what depths lie the roots of my love, and will in its turn give birth to a conviction, that shall itself be silent; and in the course of a lifetime, this silence and this conviction will never again be the same. …

It is sad to love and be unloved, but sadder still to be unable to love.

For what are in reality the things we call ‘Wisdom,’ ‘Virtue,’ ‘Heroism,’ ‘sublime hours,’ and ‘great moments of life,’ but the moments when we have more or less issued forth from ourselves, and have been able to halt, be it only for an instant, on the step of one of the eternal gates whence we see that the faintest cry, the most colourless thought, and most nerveless gestures do not drop into nothingness; …

انها لا تشبه اى واحدة من النساء انه جمال من نوع اخر
جمال اكثر غرابة
واكثر سموا
جمال ذو نواح متعددة
جمال يدعو الروح دائما ان تنعكس
على الوجه
اما شعرها فيصح ان يكون المفرد فى ذاته
شعر كانه يساهم فى افكارها فيضحك حين تكون سعيدة ويبكى حين تكون حزينة
على حين انها هى شخصيا
قد تجهل ما اذا كانت ينبغى لها ان تكون سعيدة او حزينة وانا لم ارى قط شعر تنبعث منه الحياه كهذا الشعر انه يخدعها فى جميع الاحيان اذا صح ان نسمى هذه الفضيلة المراد اخفاؤها خداعا لانه ليس لديها ما تحاول ان تخفيه الا الفضيلة

انك لا تقابل الا نفسك فى طريق القدر

This invisible and divine goodness, of which I only speak here because of its being one of the surest and nearest signs of the unceasing activity of our soul, this invisible and divine goodness ennobles, in decisive fashion, all that it has unconsciously touched.

I have only my brightness, which Man does not understand…. But I watch over him to the end of his days…. Never forget that I am speaking to you in every spreading moonbeam, in every twinkling star, in every dawn that rises, in every lamp that is lit, in every good and bright thought of your soul…

Our real life is not the life we live, and we feel that our deepest, nay, our most intimate thoughts are quite apart from ourselves, for we are other than our thoughts and our dreams. And it is only at special moments – it may be by merest accident – that we live our own life. Will the day ever dawn when we shall be what we are? …

سئل حكيم : هل هناك أقبح من البخل ؟
قال : نعم الكريم إذا تحدث بإحسانه لمن أحسن إليه.

There may be human joy in doing good with definite purpose, but they who do good expecting nothing in return know a joy that is divine.