Khalil Gibran
Khalil Gibran
Kahlil Gibranwas a Lebanese-American artist, poet, and writer of the New York Pen League...
NationalityLebanese
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 January 1883
CityBsharri, Lebanon
CountryLebanon
summer gratitude regret
And some of your elders remember pleasures with regret like wrongs committed in drunkenness. But regret is the beclouding of the mind and not its chastisement. They should remember their pleasures with gratitude, as they would the harvest of a summer.
quiver strings
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.
shadow sun turns
You see but your shadow when you turn your back to the sun.
heritage deny
He who denies his heritage, has no heritage
space togetherness strings
Let there be spaces in your togetherness...just as strings of a lute dance alone though they quiver with the same music.
grieving rivers silence
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
night blood darkness
The wolves prey upon the lambs in the darkness of the night, but the blood stains remain upon the stones in the valley until the dawn comes, and the sun reveals the crime to all.
friendship best-friend sweet
Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.
history mind doe
History does not repeat itself except in the minds of those who do not know history.
wind littles bears
A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.
farewell eye kissing
We stood up and bade each other farewell, but love and despair stood between us like two ghosts, one stretching his wings with his fingers over our throats, one weeping and the other laughing hideously. As I took Selma's hand and put it to my lips, she came close to me and placed a kiss on my forehead, then dropped on the wooden bench. She shut her eyes and whispered softly, "Oh, Lord God, have mercy on me and mend my broken wings!
prayer laughing soul
if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing
judgement tears chains
Harlots shall be made pure by their own tears. But you publicans shall be held down by the chains of your own judgement.
made tombs
You shall not dwell in tombs made by the dead for the living.