No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge. 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.
Kahlil Gibran
Keep me away from the wisdom that does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts.
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He who is more mindful of one, loses the love and the faith of both.
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He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.
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For Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and Passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
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If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind forrevealing them to the trees.
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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
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Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion. Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave and eats a bread it does not harvest. Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero, and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful. Pity a nation that despises a passion in its dream, yet submits in its awakening. Pity the nation that raises not its voice save when it walks in a funeral, boasts not except among its ruins, and will rebel not save when its neck is laid between the sword and the block. Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox, whose philosopher is a juggler, and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpeting, and farewells him with hooting, only to welcome another with trumpeting again. Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years and whose strongmen are yet in the cradle. Pity the nation divided into fragments, each fragment deeming itself a nation.
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