Khalil Gibran

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

What difference is there between us, save a restless dream that follows my soul but fears to come near you?

Before I die, I will preach to the Muslims in the Arab world. I will preach in Egypt, Lebanon, Syria and Iran. I will preach in Tehran. I will do it under the umbrella of God. And see its impact.

Straight men just can't imagine the bliss of being in a relationship with someone who finds farting as funny as they do.

Gloom and solemnity are entirely out of place in even the most rigorous study of an art originally intended to make glad the heart of man.