by Khalil Gibran
We are the fields and the ploughmen, the gatherers and the gathered. [The Forerunner]
And always shall we be the beginning. [The Forerunner]
The bad omen of one is the good omen of another. [The Lion's Daughter]
Only the weak are sacrificed to the gods. [The Lion's Daughter]
Only a slave restores a crown that has fallen. [The Lion's Daughter]
It is true he no longer believes in me. But he went away much comforted. [The Saint]
Pity thou canst not sing. Pity, pity, my wise one, thou canst not fly. [The Scholar and the Poet]
What proof have you of other lives in other seas? [Other Seas]
Love humiliated in its nakedness is greater than love that seeks triumph in disguise. [The Last Watch]
He who renounces a kingdom must needs be greater than a kingdom. [The King-Hermit]
Said a sheet of snow-white paper, "Pure was I created, and pure will I remain for ever. I would rather be burnt and turn to white ashes than suffer darkness to touch me or the unclean to come near me." The ink-bottle heard what the paper was saying, and it laughed in its dark heart; but it never dared to approach her. And the multicoloured pencils heard her also, and they too never came near her. And the snow-white sheet of paper did remain pure and chaste for ever, pure and chaste -- and empty. [A Sheet of Snow-White Paper]
