Exaggeration Is Truth That Has Lost Its Temper.
Faith Is A Knowledge Within The Heart, Beyond The Reach Of Proof.
Yesterday Is But Today's Memory, And Tomorrow Is Today's Dream.
Your Friend Is Your Needs Answered.
Your Children Are Not Your Children. They Are The Sons And Daughters Of Life's Longing For Itself. They Came Through You But Not From You And Though They Are With You Yet They Belong Not To You.
Let There Be No Purpose In Friendship Save The Deepening Of The Spirit.
And Forget Not That The Earth Delights To Feel Your Bare Feet And The Winds Long To Play With Your Hair.
Much Of Your Pain Is The Bitter Potion By Which The Physician Within You Heals Your Sick Self.
Wisdom Ceases To Be Wisdom When It Becomes Too Proud To Weep, Too Grave To Laugh, And Too Selfish To Seek Other Than Itself.
Love One Another, But Make Not A Bond Of Love: Let It Rather Be A Moving Sea Between The Shores Of Your Souls.
When We Turn To One Another For Counsel We Reduce The Number Of Our Enemies.
Truth Is A Deep Kindness That Teaches Us To Be Content In Our Everyday Life And Share With The People The Same Happiness.
I Have Learned Silence From The Talkative, Toleration From The Intolerant, And Kindness From The Unkind; Yet, Strange, I Am Ungrateful To Those Teachers.
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 In The Twilight Of Memory We Should Meet Once More, We Shall Speak Again Together And You Shall Sing To Me A Deeper Song.
The Lust For Comfort, That Stealthy Thing That Enters The House A Guest, And Then Becomes A Host, And Then A Master.
A Little Knowledge That Acts Is Worth Infinitely More Than Much Knowledge That Is Idle.
Are You A Politician Asking What Your Country Can Do For You Or A Zealous One Asking What You Can Do For Your Country? If You Are The First, Then You Are A Parasite; If The Second, Then You Are An Oasis In The Desert.
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.
You Are The Bows From Which Your Children As Living Arrows Are Sent Forth.
Art Is A Step From What Is Obvious And Well-known Toward What Is Arcane And Concealed.
All That Spirits Desire, Spirits Attain.
Work Is Love Made Visible. And If You Cannot 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 Those Who Work With Joy.
Trust In Dreams, For In Them Is Hidden The Gate To Eternity.
What Difference Is There Between Us, Save A Restless Dream That Follows My Soul But Fears To Come Near You?
Death Most Resembles A Prophet Who Is Without Honor In His Own Land Or A Poet Who Is A Stranger Among His People.
Life Without Liberty Is Like A Body Without Spirit.
What Is This World That Is Hastening Me Toward I Know Not What, Viewing Me With Contempt?
Hallow The Body As A Temple To Comeliness And Sanctify The Heart As A Sacrifice To Love; Love Recompenses The Adorers.
Doubt Is A Pain Too Lonely To Know That Faith Is His Twin Brother.
The Person You Consider Ignorant And Insignificant Is The One Who Came From God, That He Might Learn Bliss From Grief And Knowledge From Gloom.
If You Reveal Your Secrets To The Wind, You Should Not Blame The Wind For Revealing Them To The Trees.
For Life And Death Are One, Even As The River And The Sea Are One.
If The Grandfather Of The Grandfather Of Jesus Had Known What Was Hidden Within Him, He Would Have Stood Humble And Awe-struck Before His Soul.
The Most Pitiful Among Men Is He Who Turns His Dreams Into Silver And Gold.
Perplexity Is The Beginning Of Knowledge.
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.
When Love Beckons To You, Follow Him, Though His Ways Are Hard And Steep. And When His Wings Enfold You Yield To Him, Though The Sword Hidden Among His Pinions May Wound You.
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.
And Ever Has It Been Known That Love Knows Not Its Own Depth Until The Hour Of Separation.
You Pray In Your Distress And In Your Need; Would That You Might Also Pray In The Fullness Of Your Joy And In Your Days Of Abundance.
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.
When You Work You Are A Flute Through Whose Heart The Whispering Of The Hours Turns To Music. Which Of You Would Be A Reed, Dumb And Silent, When All Else Sings Together In Unison?
The Obvious Is That Which Is Never Seen Until Someone Expresses It Simply.
Forget Not That The Earth Delights To Feel Your Bare Feet And The Winds Long To Play With Your Hair.
Love Is Trembling Happiness.
To Be Able To Look Back Upon Ones Life In Satisfaction, Is To Live Twice.
I Wash My Hands Of Those Who Imagine Chattering To Be Knowledge, Silence To Be Ignorance, And Affection To Be Art.
Love Possesses Not Nor Will It Be Possessed, For Love Is Sufficient Unto Love.
Ever Has It Been That Love Knows Not Its Own Depth Until The Hour Of Separation.