Monastery near Khalil Gibran's hometown (Photo: Emily O'Dell)
Once, as I was burying one of my dead selves, the grave-digger came by and said to me, “Of all those who come here to bury, you alone I like.”
Said I, “You please me exceedingly, but why do you like me?”
“Because,” said he, “They come weeping and go weeping–you only come laughing and go laughing.”
— Khalil Gibran
