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A Tear and a Smile

Tears and Laughter

The Artist The Poet The Man

Tears And Laughter by Khalil Gibran

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A Tear and a Smile

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Error rating book. Refresh and try again. See a Problem? Details if other :. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Preview — The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. The Prophet Quotes Showing of 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. 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 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. 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.

To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give. But you are eternity and you are the mirror. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy; And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief. Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity: For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen, And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.

For you and I are sons of one religion, and it is the spirit. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.

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. For in the dew of little things, does the heart find its morning and is refreshed. The teacher who walks in the shadow of the temple, among his followers, gives not of his wisdom but rather of his faith and his lovingness.

If he is indeed wise he does not bid you enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind.

Seek him always with hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in th sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

The soul walks not upon a line, neither does it grow like a reed. The soul unfolds itself, like a lotus of countless petals. 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 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. Welcome back. Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.

Tears and Laughter

He showered upon her all the blessings of gracefulness and kindness. And He gave her wisdom from heaven to lead to the all-righteous path, and placed in the depth of her heart and eye that sees the unseen, and created in he an affection and goodness toward all things. He dressed her with raiment of hopes spun by the angels of heaven from the sinews of the rainbow. And He cloaked her in the shadow of confusion, which is the dawn of life and light. Then the God took consuming fire from the furnace of anger, and searing wind from the desert of ignorance, and sharp- cutting sands from the shore of selfishness, and coarse earth from under the feet of ages, and combined them all and fashioned Man.

Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love. And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. He sifts you to free you from your husks. He grinds you to whiteness. Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

By Kahlil Gibran. Kahlil Gibran is a wonderful figure—a genius—a man of contradictions. He was born in in Bisharri, a poor Christian village nestled among the historic and holy cedar covered hills of northern Lebanon—cited in the Bible as the Cedars of Lebanon. A spiritual man raised as a Catholic, Gibran nonetheless believed all religions holy. Despite abandonment by his father, Gibran regularly sent the man money and heartening letters. Furthermore, even when writing prose, he uses the language of a poet.

The Artist The Poet The Man

McClatchy wrote in his beautiful meditation on the contrast and complementarity of love and desire. And what we choose to attend to — our fear or our faith, our woundedness or our devotion to healing — determines the quality of our love. How we navigate our oscillation between these inescapable polarities is governed by the degree of courage, openness, and vulnerability with which we are willing to show up for and to our own hearts. That is what the great Lebanese-American poet, painter, and philosopher Kahlil Gibran January 6, —April 10, explores in one of the most stirring passages from The Prophet public library — the classic that also gave us what may be the finest advice ever offered on the balance of intimacy and independence in healthy relationships.

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Tears And Laughter by Khalil Gibran

Showing documents tagged with. Show all. Published on 08 April , In Magazines. A collection of three short stories, it was first published in by New York newspaper Al-Mohajer.

 Черт возьми, - тихо выругался Стратмор, - мой новый пейджер, - и с отвращением посмотрел на коробочку, лежащую у него на ладони. Он забыл нажать кнопку, которая отключила звук. Этот прибор он купил в магазине электроники, оплатив покупку наличными, чтобы сохранить анонимность. Никто лучше его не знал, как тщательно следило агентство за своими сотрудниками, поэтому сообщения, приходящие на этот пейджер, как и отправляемые с него, Стратмор старательно оберегал от чужих глаз.

У всех терминалов были совершенно одинаковые клавиатуры. Как-то вечером Хейл захватил свою клавиатуру домой и вставил в нее чип, регистрирующий все удары по клавишам.

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Беккер шумно вздохнул и поднял глаза к потолку. Успокойся, Дэвид. Спокойно. Он оглядел пустой зал. Ни души.

Коммандера удивил ее вопрос. - Нет. Я же объяснил тебе, что он зашифрован. Сьюзан, в свою очередь, удивил ответ шефа. - Но ведь у нас есть ТРАНСТЕКСТ, почему бы его не расшифровать? - Но, увидев выражение лица Стратмора, она поняла, что правила игры изменились.

 А что. - Он говорит, что вручит победителю ключ. - Ключ. - В этом и заключается его замысел. Алгоритм есть уже у .

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  • Lucas S. 09.06.2021 at 02:34

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