Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit. – Khalil Gibran
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. – Khalil Gibran
Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit. – Khalil Gibran
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. – Khalil Gibran
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. – Khalil Gibran
Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever. – Khalil Gibran