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The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
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it was amazing
bookshelves: philosophy, spirituality, kahlil-gibran, أديان
Read 3 times. Last read February 21, 2009.


I love you when you bow in your mosque, kneel in your ‎temple, pray in your church. For you and I are sons of one ‎religion, and it is the spirit

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Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a ‎truth.' Say not, ' I have found the path of the soul.' Say ‎rather, 'I have met the soul walking upon my path.' For the ‎soul walks upon all paths. The soul walks not upon a line, ‎neither does it grow like a reed. The soul unfolds itself, like a ‎lotus of countless petals

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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and ‎daughters of Life's longing for itself

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Let there be spaces in your togetherness, And let the winds ‎of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but ‎make not a bond of love: Let it rather be a moving sea ‎between the shores of your souls. Fill each other's cup but ‎drink not from one cup. Give one another of your bread but ‎eat not from the same loaf. Sing and dance together and be ‎joyous, but let each one of you be alone, Even as the strings ‎of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. ‎Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only ‎the hand of Life can contain your hearts. And stand ‎together, yet not too near together: For the pillars of the ‎temple stand apart, And the oak tree and the cypress grow ‎not in each other's shadow‏.‏

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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. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his ‎voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste ‎the garden. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify ‎you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. ‎Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your ‎tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, So shall he ‎descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to ‎the earth‏.‏

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But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and ‎love's pleasure, Then it is better for you that you cover your ‎nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, Into the ‎seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your ‎laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives ‎naught but itself and takes naught but from itself‏.‏

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Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is ‎sufficient unto love. And think not you can direct the course ‎of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course. Love has ‎no other desire but to fulfil itself‏.‏

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But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be ‎your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings ‎its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much ‎tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of ‎love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully

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The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And ‎knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow ‎is today's dream

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You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you ‎might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days ‎of abundance

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You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak ‎as your weakest link‏.‏
This is but half the truth‏.‏
You are also as strong as your strongest link‏.‏
To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the ‎power of the ocean
by the frailty of its foam‏.‏
To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the ‎seasons for their inconstancy

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‏‏For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and ‎thirst‏?‏

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‏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.‏
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of ‎passion, that it may sing‏;‏
And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion ‎may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the ‎phoenix rise above its own ashes‏\‏

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‏You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a ‎care, nor your nights without a want and a grief, but rather ‎when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above ‎them naked and unbound
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Reading Progress

February 21, 2009 – Started Reading
February 21, 2009 – Finished Reading
Started Reading (Other Paperback Edition)
January 1, 2012 – Finished Reading (Other Paperback Edition)
February 27, 2012 – Shelved (Other Paperback Edition)
March 1, 2012 – Shelved as: favourites (Other Paperback Edition)
Started Reading (Other Paperback Edition)
April 1, 2012 – Finished Reading (Other Paperback Edition)
June 9, 2012 – Shelved (Other Paperback Edition)
February 27, 2013 – Shelved as: kahlil-gibran (Other Paperback Edition)
February 27, 2013 – Shelved as: kahlil-gibran (Other Paperback Edition)
March 10, 2013 – Shelved as: philosophy (Other Paperback Edition)
March 10, 2013 – Shelved as: philosophy (Other Paperback Edition)
March 14, 2013 – Shelved as: أديان (Other Paperback Edition)
March 14, 2013 – Shelved as: أديان (Other Paperback Edition)
March 16, 2013 – Shelved as: spirituality (Other Paperback Edition)
March 16, 2013 – Shelved as: spirituality (Other Paperback Edition)
July 21, 2015 – Shelved
July 21, 2015 – Shelved as: philosophy
July 21, 2015 – Shelved as: spirituality
July 21, 2015 – Shelved as: kahlil-gibran
July 21, 2015 – Shelved as: أديان

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