BookReview: The Prophet
by Kahlil Gibran, Alfred A. Knopf, Inc., 2004, 0-394-40428-9

[p25] When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music.

[p28] And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work and sit at the gate of the temple and take alms of those who work with joy.

For if you bake bread with indifference, you back a bitter bread that feeds but half man's hunger.

[p33] Verily the lust for comfort murders the passion of the soul, and then walks grinning in the funeral.

[p49] And if it is fear you would disple, the seat of that fear is in your heart and no in the hand of the feared.

[p58] For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.

[p60] You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;

And when you can nolonger dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.

And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.

Via Rob 2005