And now I see with eye serene
The very pulse of the machine;
A being breathing thoughtful breath,
A traveller between life and death:
The reason firm, the temperate will,
Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill;
A perfect Woman, nobly plann’d
To warn, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit still, and bright
With something of an angel light.
To call woman the weaker sex is a libel; it is man’s injustice to woman. If by strength is meant brute strength, then, indeed, is woman less brute than man. If by strength is meant moral power, then woman is immeasurably man’s superior. Has she not greater intuition, is she not more self-sacrificing, has she not greater powers of endurance, has she not greater courage? Without her, man could not be. If nonviolence is the law of our being, the future is with woman. Who can make a more effective appeal to the heart than woman?
Respect the feminine — it is higher, certainly higher, than the male qualities. … the male mind has tried to repress the feminine and of course because the male is aggressive… he can repress it. The feminine is receptive, surrendering; it knows how to let go, it knows how to adjust, so it has become adjusted even to the male chauvinist attitude. The whole past of humanity is ugly and the reason is that we have not allowed the feminine qualities to blossom. So become more and more receptive, sensitive, creative, loving, dancing, singing — and that’s how you will go on becoming more and more meditative. And the more meditative you are, the more you will find feminine qualities blossoming in you. The moment the male energy becomes feminine a Buddha is born, a Christ is born.
We will have a more beautiful world if all women — and women are half of the world — are allowed to grow their talents, their genius. It is not a question at all… nobody is higher, nobody is lower. Women are women, men are men; they have differences, but differences don’t make anybody higher or lower. Their differences create their attraction.
Your armor, it shields you from any woman who would destroy
you, sure enough. But unless you let it go, it will shield
you as well from the only one who can love you, nourish
you, save you from your own protection. There is one perfect woman for you. She is singular, not plural.
… marvelling at her intelligence,and hearing the stillness
of sorrow. I felt an invisible hand drawing me to her.
Every visit gave me a new meaning to her beauty and a new
insight into her sweet spirit, Until she became a book whose
pages I could understand and whose praises I could sing,
but which I could never finish reading.
A woman whom Providence has provided with beauty
of spirit and body is a truth, at the same time both open
and secret, which we can understand only by love, and
touch only by virtue; and when we attempt to describe
such a woman she disappears like a vapor.
Khalil Gibran,From The White Torch
Writers and poets try to understand the truth about
woman. But until this day they have never understood
her heart because, looking upon her through the veil
of desire, they see nothing except the shape of her body.
Or they look upon her through a magnifying glass
of spite and find nothing in her but weakness and submission.
A woman’s heart
A woman’s heart will not change with time or season;
even if it dies eternally, it will never perish.
A woman’s heart is like a field turned into a battleground;
after the trees are uprooted and the grass is burned and
the rocks bones and skulls, it is calm and is silent as if
nothing has happened; for the spring and autumn come at their intervals and resume their work.