ما أغربني عندما أشكو ألما فيه لذتي - Kahlil Gibran

Am I less man because I believe in a greater man? The barriers of flesh and bone fell down when the Poet of Galilee spoke to me; and I was held by a spirit, and was lifted to the heights, and in midair my wings gathered the song of passion. And when I dismounted from the wind and in the Sanhedrim my pinions were shorn, even then my ribs, my featherless wings, kept and guarded the song. And all the poverties of the lowlands cannot rob me of my treasure. I have said enough. Let the deaf bury the humming of life in their dead ears. I am content with the sound of His lyre, which He held and struck while the hands of His body were nailed and bleeding.'''

Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

إذا كنت لا ترى غير ما يكشف عنه الضوء ولا تسمع غير ما يُعلنُ عنه الصوت، فأنت في الحق لا تبصر ولا تسمع.