If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved. – Khalil Gibran
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains. – Khalil Gibran
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? – Khalil Gibran
Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly, but we consider it false and despise its adherents. – Khalil Gibran