And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. – Kahlil Gibran
The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house as a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master. – Kahlil Gibran
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. – Kahlil Gibran
The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house as a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master. – Kahlil Gibran
Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking. – Kahlil Gibran
What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you? – Kahlil Gibran
Before I was born my mother was in great agony of spirit and in a tragic situation. She could take no food except iced oysters and champagne. If people ask me when I began to dance, I reply, In my mothers womb, probably as a result of the oysters and champagne – the food of Aphrodite. – Isadora Duncan