Wednesday 14 September 2011

Love Letters I by Halil Gilbran


If I can open a new corner in a man's own heart to him I have not lived in vain. Life itself is the thing, not joy or pain or happiness or unhappiness. To hate is as good as to love - an enemy may be as good as a friend. Live for yourself - live your life. Then you are most truly the friend of man. - I am different every day - and when I am eighty, I shall still be experimenting and changing. Work that I have done no longer concerns me - it is past. I have too much on hand in life itself.


(Gibran's words quoted from Mary Haskell's journal dated 25th December 1912)




His love is as restful as Nature itself. He has no standard for you to conform to, no choice about you, but is simply with your reality, just as Nature is. You are real, so is he: the two realities love each other - voila !


(Gibran's words quoted from Mary Haskell's journal dated 29th December 1912)




A man can be free without being great, but no man can be great without being free.


(From Gibran's letter to Mary Haskell dated 16th May 1913)




A true hermit goes to the wilderness to find - not to lose himself.


(Extract from one of Gibran's letters dated 8th October 1913)




"With you, Mary," he said today, "I want to be just like a blade of grass, that moves as the air moves it -to talk just according to the impulse of the moment. And I do."


(Gibran's words quoted from Mary Haskell's journal dated 10th January 1914)

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