#XXCentury
You pray in your distress and in y… For what is prayer but the expansi… And if it is for your comfort to p… And if you cannot but weep when yo… When you pray you rise to meet in…
Five years of Selma’s marriage passed without bringing children to strengthen the ties of spiritual relation between her and her husband and bind their repugnant souls together. A bar...
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…
One day there passed by a company… And as he came near and saw that t… him not, he stopped. Then there arose in the midst of t… looked upon them and said, ‘Brethr…
In the depth of my soul there is A wordless song —a song that lives In the seed of my heart. It refuses to melt with ink on Parchment; it engulfs my affection
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...
There was a Christian bishop in h… And the bishop looked upon the wom… And even as he spoke a bolt from t… And the men of the city came runni…
A prince stood on the balcony of his palace addressing a great multitude summoned for the occasion and said, “Let me offer you and this whole fortunate country my congratulations upon t...
Would that you could live on the f… But since you must kill to eat, an… And let your board stand an altar… When you kill a beast say to him i… “By the same power that slays you,…
You ask me how I became a madman.… before many gods were born, I woke… my masks were stolen,—the seven ma… seven lives,—I ran maskless throug… ‘Thieves, thieves, the cursed thie…
Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite. Would that I could be the peacemaker in your soul, that...
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through ...
Man and I are sweethearts He craves me and I long for him, But alas! Between us has appeared A rival who brings us misery. She is cruel and demanding,
In a few days, loneliness overcame me; and I tired of the grim faces of books; I hired a carriage and started for the house of Farris Effandi. As I reached the pine woods where people w...
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…