“Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.”
― The Prophet
― The Prophet
“Bebek berjalan berbondong-bondong, akan tetapi burung elang terbang sendirian.”
― Indonesia Menggugat: Pidato Pembelaan Bung Karno di Muka Hakim Kolonial
― Indonesia Menggugat: Pidato Pembelaan Bung Karno di Muka Hakim Kolonial
“ Learning without thinking is useless, but thinking without learning is very dangerous! ”
― Dibawah Bendera Revolusi : Jilid 1
― Dibawah Bendera Revolusi : Jilid 1
“You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.”
― The Prophet
― The Prophet
“And a woman spoke, saying, "Tell us of Pain."
And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the
Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.”
― The Prophet
And he said: Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Much of your pain is self-chosen.
It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity:
For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen,
And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the
Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.”
― The Prophet
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