I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Khalil GibranRead
How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth?
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the equality of human dreams regardless of one's social status or material wealth.
Khalil Gibran's quote emphasizes that life’s justice is not determined by one’s material possessions or comforts. It suggests that the inner world of dreams and aspirations remains equal among all, whether one sleeps on luxurious feathers or on the bare earth, highlighting the shared humanity and equal potential in everyone’s aspirations.
In practice
During a motivational speech about understanding different perspectives on life.
I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.
Be patient, for it is from doubt that knowledge is born.
Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.
God made Truth with many doors to welcome every believer who knocks on them.
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Solitude has soft, silky hands, but with strong fingers it grasps the heart and makes it ache with sorrow.
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What we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our method of questioning.
He can make the dry parched ground of my soul to become a pool and my thirsty barren heart as springs of water. Yes he can make this habitation of dragons this heart which is so full of abominable lusts and fiery temptations to be a place of bounty and fruitfulness unto Himself
Why are we worn out? Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble, believing, become totally bankrupt by the age of thirty or thirty-five? Why is it that one is extinguished by consumption, another puts a bullet in his head, a third seeks oblivion in vodka, cards, a fourth, in order to stifle fear and anguish, cynically tramples underfoot the portrait of his pure, beautiful youth? Why is it that, once fallen, we do not try to rise, and, having lost one thing, we do not seek another? Why?
May both of them [Saint John XXIII and Saint John Paul II] teach us not to be scandalized by the wounds of Christ and to enter ever more deeply into the mystery of divine mercy, which always hopes and always forgives, because it always loves.
Alas, nothing reveals man the way war does. Nothing so accentuates in him the beauty and ugliness, the intelligence and foolishness, the brutishness and humanity, the courage and cowardice, the enigma.
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