Kahlil Gibran – Excerpts from The Prophet

The Prophet (A Borzoi Book)

“Your children are not your children.  They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.  They come through you, but not from you…  Though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.  You may give them your love, but not your thoughts.  For they have their own thoughts.  You may house their bodies, but not their souls, for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.  You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.  For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.”

“And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”

“You give but little when you give of your possessions.  It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.”

“The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.”

“Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul.  If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.  For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.”

“Lest hasty am I than the wind, yet I must go.  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.”

“Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you.  It was but yesterday we met in a dream.  You have sung to me in my aloneness, and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky.

But now our sleep has fled and our dream is over, and it is no longer dawn.  The noontide is upon us and our half waking has turned to fuller day and we must part.

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.  And if our hands should meet in another dream we shall build another tower in the sky.”

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