Kahlil Gibran Quotes

Kahlil Gibran

Biography

Type: Poet, Painter, Writer, Philosopher, Theologian, Visual artist

Born: 6, 1883, Bsharri, Mount Lebanon Mutasarrifat

Died: April 10, 1931 (aged 48), New York City,

Gibran Khalil Gibran was a Lebanese-American artist, poet, and writer of the New York Pen League.

Kahlil Gibran Quotes

If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If
If you love somebody, let them go, for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

No human relation gives one possession in another - every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.

Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.

Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.

He who is more mindful of one, loses the love and the faith of both.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.

Words are timeless. You should utter them or write them with a knowledge of their timelessness.

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

What is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?

It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.

It was love lashed by its own self that spoke. It was pride half slain that fluttered in the dust. It was my hunger for your love that raged from the housetop, while my own love, kneeling in silence, prayed your forgiveness.

They say: 'If a man knew himself,
he would know all mankind.'
I say: 'If a man loved mankind,
he would know something of himself.

Darkness may hide the trees
and the flowers from the eyes
but it cannot hide
love from the soul.

He who seeks ecstasy in love should not complain of suffering.

When you love you should not think you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself, Love possesses not nor would it be possessed: For love is sufficient unto love.

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

We choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.

I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy. I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.

In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans; in one aspect of You are found all the aspects of existence.

Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.

The Reality of The Other Person Lies Not In What He Reveals To You, But What He Cannot Reveal To You.
Therefore, If You Would Understand Him, Listen Not To What He Says, But Rather To What He Does Not Say.

Do not fear the thorns in your path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

Work is love made visible. And if you can't work with love, but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of the people who work with joy

Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself...
You may house their bodies but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind,
you should not blame the wind for
revealing them to the trees.

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.

He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.
The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.

For Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and Passion, unattended,
is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.

I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reward.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.

Ihr redet, wenn ihr aufhört mit euren Gedanken in Frieden zu sein.

Die Einsicht eines Menschen verleiht ihre Flügel keinem anderen.

Wenn [der Lehrer] wirklich weise ist, fordert er euch nicht auf, ins Haus seiner Weisheit einzutreten, sondern führt euch an die Schwelle eures eigenen Geistes.

ولمّا فتحت قلبي لكي ارى السعادة, وجدت مرآتها وسريرها وملابسها, لكنّي لم اجدها.

Je tiefer sich das Leid in euer Sein eingräbt, desto mehr Freude könnt ihr fassen.

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

I am forever walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam,
The high tide will erase my food prints,
And the wind will blow away the foam,
But the sea and the shore will remain forever.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

Behind the veil of each night, there is a smiling dawn.

Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

You give but little when you give of your possessions.
It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as
the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.

No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.

You are my brother and I love you. I love you worshipping in your church, kneeling in your temple, and praying in your mosque. You and I and all are children of one religion, for the varied paths of religion are but the fingers of the loving hand of the Supreme Being, extended to all, offering completeness of spirit to all, anxious to receive all.

I came here to be for all and with all,
and what I do today in my solitude
will be echoed tomorrow by the multitude.

What I say now with one heart
will be said tomorrow by thousands of hearts...

When you reach the end of what you should know, you will be at the beginning of what you should sense.

And even as each one of you stands alone in God's knowledge, so must each one of you be alone in his knowledge of God and in his understanding of the earth.

Der Lehrer [...] gibt nicht von seiner Weisheit, sondern eher von seinem Glauben und seiner Liebe.

Niemand kann euch etwas eröffnen, das nicht schon im Dämmern eures Wissens schlummert.

You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.

I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit.

One's own religion is after all a matter between oneself and one's Maker and no one else's.

Your daily life is your temple and your religion.

I love you, my brother, whoever you are - whether you worship in a church, kneel in your temple, or pray in your mosque. You and I are children of one faith, for the diverse paths of religion are fingers of the loving hand of the one supreme being, a hand extended to all, offering completeness of spirit to all, eager to receive all.

[I]m Hain des Tempels und im Schatten der Zitadelle habe ich die Freiesten unter euch ihre Freiheit als Joch und Handschellen tragen sehen.

I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath;
I am the memory of a moment of happiness;
I am the last gift of the living to the dead;
I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.

Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never be reached by the caravan of thinking.

Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.

A sense of humour is a sense of proportion.

The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.

Perhaps time’s definition of coal is the diamond.

[I]st nicht die Zeit wie die Liebe, ungeteilt und ungezügelt?

Schönheit ist Ewigkeit, die sich in einem Spiegel anschaut. - Aber ihr seid die Ewigkeit, und ihr seid der Spiegel.

Many of us spend our whole lives running from feeling with the mistaken belief that you can not bear the pain. But you have already borne the pain. What you have not done is feel all you are beyond that pain.

Tolerance is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness.

The appearance of things changes according to the emotions; and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty are really in ourselves.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.

True beauty is a ray
That springs from the sacred depths of the soul,
and illuminates the body, just as life
springs from the kernel of a stone and
gives colour and scent to a flower.

Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

Schönheit ist kein Bedürfnis, sondern eine Verzückung.

و لا الجمال الصورة التي تودون لو تبصرونها، أو الأنشودة التي تتمنون أن تسمعونها
بل هو با%

Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive.

For the sight of the angry weather saddens my soul and the sight of the town, sitting like a bereaved mother beneath layers of ice, oppresses my heart.

Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

إن عقلكم و هواكم هما الدفة والشراع لنفسكم الماخرة عباب اليم

The lust for comfort kills the passions of the soul.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Call me not wise unless you call all men wise. A young fruit am I, still clinging to the branch and it was only yesterday that I was a blossom. And call none among you foolish for we are neither wise nor foolish. We are green leaves upon the tree of life and surely life itself if beyond wisdom and surely beyond foolishness.

When you were a wandering desire in the mist, I too was there, a wandering desire. Then we sought one another, and out of our eagerness dreams were born. And dreams were time limitless, and dreams were space without measure.

Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.

I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.

Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.

Life without liberty is like a body without spirit.

Vergnügen ist ein Lied der Freiheit, - Aber es ist keine Freiheit.

[I]hr könnt nur frei sein, wenn selbst der Wunsch, die Freiheit zu suchen, euch zum Zügel wird und wenn ihr aufhört, von Freiheit als Ziel und Erfüllung zu reden.

Der Gedanke ist ein Vogel, der Raum braucht und in einem Käfig von Worten zwar seine Flügel ausbreiten, aber nicht fliegen kann.

Das freieste Lied dringt nicht durch Gitter und Draht.

As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

Euer Freund ist die Antwort auf eure Nöte.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

Eure Kinder sind nicht eure Kinder. - Sie sind die Söhne und Töchter der Sehnsucht des Lebens nach sich selber.

A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether.

And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun.

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.

Seven times have I despised my soul: The sixth time when she despised the ugliness of a face, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.

Art thou like me, child of my darkest heart? And dost thou think my untamed thoughts and speak my vast language?”

“Yea, we are twin brothers, O, Night; for thou revealest space and I reveal my soul.

He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.

Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.

Yesterday was a beautiful tune on the lips of life and today is a silent secret.

[W]enn ihr nicht mit Liebe, sondern nur mit Widerwillen arbeiten könnt, lasst besser eure Arbeit [...] und nehmt Almosen von denen, die mit Freude arbeiten.

Arbeit ist sichtbar gemachte Liebe.

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