All human wisdom is contained in these two words— Wait and Hope.
Sometimes people say things simply to fill silence. Or as a way to shock and provoke. Or as exercise. Verbal aerobics. Loquacious cardio. There are any number of reasons. Only very rarely are words used strictly for their denotative meanings.
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression, of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Being rich is not about how much money you have or how many homes you own; it’s the freedom to buy any book you want without looking at the price and wondering if you can afford it. Of course, you have to read the books, too. Nothing is more impotent than an unread library.
Only the shallow know themselves.
I’ll write to you. A super-long letter, like in an old-fashioned novel.
How beautiful it is to find someone who asks for nothing but your well-being.
That’s a more poetic translation, but it omits a pivotal part. Regardless, Kahlil Gibran was the man.
There is a huge amount of freedom that comes to you when you take nothing personally.
Her smile steps offstage for a moment, then does an encore, all while I’m dealing with my blushing face.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible… it’s yours.
What is important is not the quantity of your knowledge but its quality. You can know many things without knowing the most important.
I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.