Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls. fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup. give one another of your bread but eat...
Seven times I have despised my soul:The first time when I saw her being meek that she might attain height.The second time when I saw her limping before the crippled.The third time when she was given t...
No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge.
Reason ruling alone is a force confining and passion unattended is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
What is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?
The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements compassion respect longing patience regret surprise and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love.
You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy
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...
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.
You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.
I am a stranger in this world, and there is a severe solitude and painful lonesomeness in my exile.
Have mercy on me, my Soul.You have shown me Beauty,But then concealed her.You and Beauty live in the light;Ignorance and I are bound together in the dark.Will e'er the light invade darkness?Your delig...
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.But you are eternity and you are the mirror.
Let your home be you mast and not your anchor.
Smile, my beloved, like the gold smiles from my father's coffers.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
Your daily life is your temple and your religion.
Love provided me with a tongue and tears.