Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. We fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.
But 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.
The creator gives no heed to the critic unless he becomes a barren inventor.
Michel de Montaigne·1580If a man should importune me to give a reason why I loved him, I find it could no otherwise be expressed, than by making answer: because it was he, because it was I.
Kahlil Gibran·1923But 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.
Kahlil Gibran·1925My Soul gave me good counsel, teaching me to love what the people abhor and to show good will toward the one they hate. It showed me that Love is a property not of the lover but of the beloved. Before my Soul taught me, Love was for me a delicate thread stretched between two adjacent pegs, but now it has been transformed into a halo; its first is its last, and its last is its first. It encompasses every being, slowly expanding to embrace all that ever will be.
