Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.
To belittle is to be little.
A singer cannot delight you with his singing unless he himself delights to sing.
That deed which in our guilt we today call weakness, will appear tomorrow as an essential link in the complete chain of Man.
Yesterday we obeyed kings and bent our necks before emperors. But today we kneel only to truth, follow only beauty, and obey only love.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.
There is a space between man’s imagination and man’s attainment that may only be traversed by his longing.
For this I bless you most: You give much and know not that you give at all.
What do the nationalists say about killers punishing murderers and thieves sentencing looters?
March on. Do not tarry. To go forward is to move toward perfection. March on, and fear not the thorns, or the sharp stones on life’s path.
The reality of the other person is not in what he reveals to you, but in what he cannot reveal to you. Therefore, if you would understand him, listen not to what he says but rather what he does not say.
Topics: Understanding, Reality
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?
Topics: Music, Work
Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.
He who understands you is greater kin to you than your own brother. For even your own kindred neither understand you nor know your true worth.
Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.
The teacher gives not of his wisdom, but rather of his faith and lovingness.
The very strength that protects the heart from injury is the strength that prevents the heart from enlarging to its intended greatness within. The song of the voice is sweet, but the song of the heart is the pure voice of heaven.
Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer, and then itself marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?
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.
Desire is half of life; indifference is half of death.
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