The dancer.....

The philosopher's soul dwells in his head,

the poet's soul is in his heart;

the singer's soul lingers about his throat,

but the soul of the dancer aides in all her body....

~Khalil Gibran

Life is an island in an ocean of loneliness.....

Life is an island in an ocean of loneliness,
an island whose rocks are hopes,
whose trees are dreams,
whose flowers are solitude,
and whose brooks are thirst...

~ Kahlil Gibran

Said a blade of grass.....

Said a Blade of Grass by Khalil Gibran Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf,  "You make such a noise falling!  You scatter all my winter dreams." Said the leaf indignant,   "Low-born and low-dwelling!  Songless, peevish thing!   You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing." Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept.   And when spring came she waked again--and she was a blade of grass. And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her,  and above her through all the air the leaves were falling,   she muttered to herself,  "O these autumn leaves!  They make such noise!   They scatter all my winter dreams."