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.
I learnt silence from the talkative
All work is empty save when there is love.
If you are poor, shun association with him who measures men with the yardstick of riches.
Progress lies not in enhancing what is, but in advancing toward what will be.
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
You cannot laugh and be unkind at the same time
life unfolds itself in mysteries ways.
Now let us play hide and seek. Should you hide in my heart it would not be difficult to find you. But should you hide behind your own shell, then it would be useless for anyone to seek you.
When God threw me, a pebble, into this wondrous lake, I disturbed its surface with countless circles. But when I reached the depths, I became very still.
Most people who ask for advice from others have already resolved to act as it pleases them.
In the mouth of Society are many diseased teeth, decayed to the bones of the jaws. But Society makes no effort to have them extracted and be rid of the affliction. It contents itself with gold fillings.
What is fear of need but need itself?
Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears. Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul, whose nourishment is the heart, whose wine is affection. Poetry that comes not in this form is a false messiah.
Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.
The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding; and to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.
And now you ask in your heart, ‘How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?’ Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower, But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee. For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life, And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love, And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy. * People of Orphalese, be in your pleasures like the flowers and the bees.
Verily the lust for comfort murders the passion of the soul, and then walks grinning in the funeral.
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.
My loneliness was born when men praised my talkative faults and blamed my silent virtues.
A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open and secret, which we can understand only by love, and touch only by virtue.
Your confidence in the people, and your doubt about them, are closely related to your self-confidence and your self-doubt.
Vague and nebulous is the beginning of all things, but not their end.
Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.
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