The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses it simply.
If the grandfather of the grandfather of Jesus had known what was hidden within him, he would have stood humble and awe-struck before his soul.
Most people who ask for advice from others have already resolved to act as it pleases them.
Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.
Where is the justice of political power if it executes the murderer and jails the plunderer, and then itself marches upon neighboring lands, killing thousands and pillaging the very hills?
Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.
What is this world that is hastening me toward I know not what, viewing me with contempt?
Pain and foolishness lead to great bliss and complete knowledge, for Eternal Wisdom created nothing under the sun in vain.
Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever.
What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you?
The lust for comfort, that stealthy thing that enters the house a guest, and then becomes a host, and then a master.
Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly, but we consider it false and despise its adherents.
Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth.
If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
Would that I were a dry well, and that the people tossed stones into me, for that would be easier than to be a spring of flowing water that the thirsty pass by, and from which they avoid drinking.
If you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work.
Coming generations will learn equality from poverty, and love from woes.
Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.
The person you consider ignorant and insignificant is the one who came from God, that he might learn bliss from grief and knowledge from gloom.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
You give but little when you give of your possessions. It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.
Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
Art is a step from what is obvious and well-known toward what is arcane and concealed.
They consider me to have sharp and penetrating vision because I see them through the mesh of a sieve.
When we turn to one another for counsel we reduce the number of our enemies.
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.
Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.
You have your ideology and I have mine.
