心靈中黑暗的角落

by Kahlil Gibran



The coming of the ship









-How shall I go in peace and without sorrow? Nay, not without a wound in the spirit shall I leave this city.



-Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and

Long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret?



-It is not a garment I cast off this day. But a skin that I tear with my own hands.



-Not is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.



-A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that give it wings. Alone must it seek the ether.



-Shall the day of parting be the day of gathering?

And shall it be said that my eve was in truth my dawn?



- Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.