In the spring of the that wonderful year, I was in Beirut. The gardens were full of Nisan flowers and the earth was carpeted with green grass, and like a secret of earth revealed to Hea...

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which y… And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into… Is not the cup that holds your win…

In the town where I was born live… walked in their sleep. One night, while silence enfolded… daughter, walking, yet asleep, met… And the mother spoke, and she said…

You would know the secret of death… But how shall you find it unless y… The owl whose night—bound eyes are… If you would indeed behold the spi… For life and death are one, even a…

Once there lived a man who had a v… day the mother of Jesus came to hi… garment is torn and I must needs m… temple. Wouldst thou not give me a… And he gave her not a needle, but…

Night fell over North Lebanon and snow was covering the villages surrounded by the Kadeesha Valley, giving the fields and prairies the appearance of a great sheet of parchment upon whic...

As night fell and the light glittered in the great house, the servants stood at the massive door awaiting the coming of the guests; and upon their velvet garments shown golden buttons. ...

And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, “Bl… And he answered, Was it I who spo… Then he descended the steps of the… And facing the people again, he ra…

Upon a lonely mountain, there live… and loved one another. Now these two hermits had one eart… possession. One day an evil spirit entered int…

No man can reveal to you aught but… The teacher who walks in the shado… If he is indeed wise he does not b… The astronomer may speak to you of… The musician may sing to you of th…