#XXCentury
Your children are not your childre… They are the sons and daughters of… They come through you but not from… And though they are with you yet t… You may give them your love but no…
Your hearts know in silence the se… But your ears thirst for the sound… You would know in words that which… You would touch with your fingers… And it is well you should.
In the city of Shawakis lived a prince, and he was loved by everyone, men and women and children. Even the animals of the field came unto him in greeting. But all the people said that...
Of the good in you I can speak, b… For what is evil but good tortured… Verily when good is hungry it seek… You are good when you are one with… Yet when you are not one with your…
Love is a magic ray emitted from the burning core of the soul and illuminating the surrounding earth.
One day Farris Effandi invited me to dinner at his home. I accepted, my spirit hungry for the divine bread which Heaven placed in the hands of Selma, the spiritual bread which makes our...
The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles and give them to the hungry. My soul gives life to the grapevine and I press its bunches and giv...
A woman said unto a man, “I love… And the woman said, “You love me… And the man only gazed upon her an… Then the woman cried aloud, “I ha… And the man said, “Then it is als…
Your clothes conceal much of your… And though you seek in garments th… Would that you could meet the sun… For the breath of life is in the s… Some of you say,"It is the north…
In the silence of the night Death descended from God toward the earth. He hovered above a city and pierced the dwellings with his eyes. He say the spirits floating on wings of dreams, a...
One hour devoted to the pursuit of… And Love is worth a full century… Given by the frightened weak to th… From that hour comes man’s Truth;… During that century Truth sleeps…
Have I spoken this day of aught e… Is not religion all deeds and all… And that which is neither deed nor… Who can separate his faith from hi… Who can spread his hours before hi…
Yesterday I drew myself from the noisome throngs and proceeded into the field until I reached a knoll upon which Nature had spread her comely garments. Now I could breathe. I looked b...
Once I said to a scarecrow, ‘You… lonely field.’ And he said, ‘The joy of scaring… never tire of it.’ Said I, after a minute of thought…
He is a link between this and the… He is A pure spring from which all thirs… He is a tree watered by the River… Fruit which the hungry heart crave…