Feast on the Wealth of Your Self Indulgence While the Meek and the Worth Change This World Again
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Title: Sand and Foam
Author: Kahlil Gibran
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Linguistic communication: English
Engagement start posted: June 2005
Date near recently updated: June 2005
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Sand and Foam
I AM FOREVER walking upon these shores,
Between the sand and the cream,
The loftier tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the current of air will blow away the cream.
But the sea and the shore volition remain
Forever.
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Once I filled my hand with mist.
And then I opened information technology and lo, the mist was a worm.
And I closed and opened my hand again, and behold there was a bird.
And again I airtight and opened my hand, and in its hollow stood a man with a lamentable face, turned upward.
And once more I closed my hand, and when I opened it there was naught but mist.
But I heard a song of exceeding sweetness.
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Information technology was only yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life.
Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves inside me.
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They say to me in their enkindling, "You and the globe you alive in are but a grain of sand upon the space shore of an space sea."
And in my dream I say to them, "I am the infinite sea, and all worlds are merely grains of sand upon my shore."
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But once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, "Who are you?"
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The beginning thought of God was an angel.
The first give-and-take of God was a homo.
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Nosotros were fluttering, wandering, longing creatures a g thousand years before the sea and the wind in the forest gave us words.
Now how tin can we express the aboriginal of days in usa with just the sounds of our yesterdays?
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The Sphinx spoke only once, and the Sphinx said, "A grain of sand is a desert, and a desert is a grain of sand; and now let us all be silent once again."
I heard the Sphinx, merely I did not understand.
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Long did I lie in the dust of Egypt, silent and unaware of the seasons.
Then the sun gave me nascency, and I rose and walked upon the banks of the Nile,
Singing with the days and dreaming with the nights.
And now the lord's day threads upon me with a k anxiety that I may lie again in the grit of Arab republic of egypt.
Just behold a curiosity and a riddle!
The very sunday that gathered me cannot scatter me.
Still erect am I, and sure of human foot practise I walk upon the banks of the Nile.
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Remembrance is a class of meeting.
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Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.
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Nosotros measure time according to the move of countless suns; and they mensurate time past piddling machines in their trivial pockets.
At present tell me, how could nosotros ever run across at the same place and the aforementioned time?
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Space is not space between the world and the dominicus to one who looks down from the windows of the Milky Manner.
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Humanity is a river of light running from the ex-eternity to eternity.
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Practise not the spirits who dwell in the ether envy man his hurting?
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On my fashion to the Holy City I met another pilgrim and I asked him, "Is this indeed the manner to the Holy City?"
And he said, "Follow me, and you lot volition achieve the Holy City in a day and a night."
And I followed him. And we walked many days and many nights, nevertheless we did not reach the Holy City.
And what was to my surprise he became angry with me because he had misled me.
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Make me, oh God, the prey of the panthera leo, ere Y'all brand the rabbit my prey.
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1 may non achieve the dawn salve by the path of the night.
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My house says to me, "Do not get out me, for here dwells your past."
And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I am your futurity."
And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past, nor accept I a future. If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go at that place is a staying in my going. Only love and expiry will alter all things."
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How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more than cute than the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth? >Strange, the desire for sure pleasures is a role of my hurting.
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Seven times take I despised my soul:
The first time when I saw her being meek that she might accomplish pinnacle.
The second time when I saw her limping earlier the crippled.
The third time when she was given to cull between the hard and the like shooting fish in a barrel, and she chose the easy.
The fourth time when she committed a wrong, and comforted herself that others also commit wrong.
The fifth time when she forbore for weakness, and attributed her patience to strength.
The sixth fourth dimension when she despised the ugliness of a face up, and knew not that it was one of her own masks.
And the seventh fourth dimension when she sang a song of praise, and deemed it a virtue.
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I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble earlier my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my advantage.
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There is a space betwixt human being'due south imagination and man's attainment that may only exist traversed by his longing.
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Paradise is there, behind that door, in the next room; but I have lost the primal.
Possibly I accept but mislaid it.
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Yous are blind and I am deaf and dumb, and so let the states impact hands and understand.
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The significance of homo is not in what he attains, simply rather in what he longs to attain.
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Some of us are like ink and some like newspaper.
And if it were not for the black of some of us, some of united states of america would exist impaired;
And if it were non for the whiteness of some of united states of america, some of us would be blind.
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Give me an ear and I will give you a vocalization.
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Our listen is a sponge; our heart is a stream.
Is it not strange that most of us cull sucking rather than running?
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When you long for blessings that y'all may non name, and when you grieve knowing not the crusade, then indeed you are growing with all things that grow, and rising toward your greater self.
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When i is drunk with a vision, he deems his faint expression of it the very wine.
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You drinkable wine that you may exist intoxicated; and I drink that information technology may sober me from that other wine.
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When my cup is empty I resign myself to its emptiness; only when information technology is half full I resent its half-fulness.
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The reality of the other person is not in what he reveals to y'all, but in what he cannot reveal to yous.
Therefore, if y'all would sympathise him, mind not to what he says merely rather to what he does not say.
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Half of what I say is meaningless; but I say information technology and so that the other one-half may reach you.
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A sense of humor is a sense of proportion.
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My loneliness was built-in when men praised my talkative faults and blamed my silent virtues.
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When Life does not notice a vocalist to sing her heart she produces a philosopher to speak her heed.
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A truth is to be known always, to be uttered sometimes.
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The existent in u.s. is silent; the acquired is talkative.
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The vocalization of life in me cannot accomplish the ear of life in you; but allow usa talk that nosotros may not feel lone.
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When two women talk they say nix; when ane woman speaks she reveals all of life.
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Frogs may blare louder than bulls, but they cannot elevate the plough in the field non turn the bike of the winepress, and of their skins you cannot make shoes.
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Simply the dumb envy the talkative.
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If winter should say, "Jump is in my heart," who would believe winter?
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Every seed is a longing.
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Should you really open your optics and run across, you would behold your image in all images.
And should you open your ears and listen, you lot would hear your own voice in all voices.
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Information technology takes two of united states of america to discover truth: one to utter it and one to understand information technology.
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Though the wave of words is forever upon us, yet our depth is forever silent.
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Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through information technology but it divides us from truth.
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Now let us play hibernate and seek. Should you lot hide in my heart it would not be hard to find you. Simply should you lot hide backside your own vanquish, so it would exist useless for anyone to seek you lot. >A adult female may veil her face up with a grin.
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How noble is the sad heart who would sing a joyous vocal with joyous hearts.
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He who would understand a adult female, or dissect genius, or solve the mystery of silence is the very homo who would wake from a beautiful dream to sit at a breakfast table.
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I would walk with all those who walk. I would not stand still to watch the procession passing by.
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You owe more than gold to him who serves you. Give him of your heart or serve him.
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Nay, nosotros take non lived in vain. Take they non built towers of our basic?
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Let us not be particular and sectional. The poet'south listen and the scorpion'south tail rise in glory from the same globe.
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Every dragon gives nativity to a St. George who slays it.
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Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. We fell them downwardly and plow them into paper that we may record our emptiness.
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Should you care to write (and simply the saints know why you should) you must needs have knowledge and art and music – the knowledge of the music of words, the fine art of being artless, and the magic of loving your readers.
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They dip their pens in our hearts and retrieve they are inspired.
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Should a tree write its autobiography information technology would not be unlike the history of a race.
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If I were to choose betwixt the power of writing a poem and the ecstasy of a poem unwritten, I would choose the ecstasy. It is better verse.
But you lot and all my neighbors agree that I always choose badly.
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Poetry is non an opinion expressed. It is a song that rises from a haemorrhage wound or a smiling oral cavity.
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Words are timeless. You lot should utter them or write them with a noesis of their timelessness.
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A POET IS a dethroned rex sitting among the ashes of his palace trying to fashion an prototype out of the ashes.
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Poetry is a deal of joy and hurting and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary.
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In vain shall a poet seek the mother of the songs of his centre.
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Once I said to a poet, "We shall not know your worth until you die."
And he answered proverb, "Yes, death is ever the revealer. And if indeed you would know my worth it is that I take more than in my eye than upon my natural language, and more in my want than in my mitt."
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If you sing of beauty though alone in the heart of the desert yous will have an audition.
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Poetry is wisdom that enchants the eye.
Wisdom is verse that sings in the mind.
If nosotros could enchant man's heart and at the same time sing in his mind,
And then in truth he would live in the shadow of God.
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Inspiration will e'er sing; inspiration volition never explain.
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Nosotros often sing lullabies to our children that we ourselves may slumber.
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All our words are just crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.
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Thinking is always the stumbling stone to poetry.
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A great vocalist is he who sings our silences.
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How can y'all sing if your mouth exist filled with food?
How shall your hand be raised in approval if information technology is filled with aureate?
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They say the nightingale pierces his bust with a thorn when he sings his beloved song.
So do nosotros all. How else should we sing?
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Genius is but a robin's song at the beginning of a irksome leap.
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Even the most winged spirit cannot escape concrete necessity.
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A madman is non less a musician than yous or myself; merely the instrument on which he plays is a petty out of melody.
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The song that lies silent in the heart of a mother sings upon the lips of her child.
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No longing remains unfulfilled.
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I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us.
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Your other self is ever sorry for you. But your other cocky grows on sorrow; so all is well.
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At that place is no struggle of soul and body salvage in the minds of those whose souls are asleep and whose bodies are out of tune.
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When you achieve the heart of life you shall find dazzler in all things, even in the optics that are blind to beauty.
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We live only to notice dazzler. All else is a form of waiting.
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Sow a seed and the earth will yield you a blossom. Dream your dream to the heaven and information technology will bring you lot your beloved.
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The devil died the very day you were built-in.
Now you lot exercise non have to go through hell to encounter an angel.
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Many a woman borrows a man's heart; very few could possess it.
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If yous would possess you must not claim.
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When a human's hand touches the hand of a woman they both bear upon the heart of eternity.
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Honey is the veil between lover and lover.
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Every human loves two women; the one is the creation of his imagination, and the other is non nonetheless born.
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Men who practice non forgive women their piffling faults volition never relish their great virtues.
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Love that does not renew itself every day becomes a habit and in turn a slavery.
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Lovers comprehend that which is between them rather than each other.
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Honey and incertitude accept never been on speaking terms.
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Love is a word of light, written by a hand of light, upon a page of light.
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Friendship is e'er a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.
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If you lot do not empathise your friend under all conditions you will never understand him.
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Your most radiant garment is of the other person'due south weaving;
You most savory meal is that which you eat at the other person's tabular array;
Your nigh comfortable bed is in the other person'due south business firm.
Now tell me, how can you separate yourself from the other person?
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Your mind and my center will never agree until your mind ceases to live in numbers and my eye in the mist.
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We shall never understand one another until we reduce the language to 7 words.
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HOW SHALL MY heart exist unsealed unless it be cleaved?
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Just great sorrow or great joy tin reveal your truth.
If you would exist revealed you must either dance naked in the lord's day, or carry your cantankerous.
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Should nature heed what we say of delectation no river would seek the sea, and no winter would turn to Spring. Should she heed all we say of thrift, how many of usa would exist breathing this air?
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Yous encounter simply your shadow when you plow your back to the sun.
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You are free before the sun of the day, and free before the stars of the night;
And yous are gratuitous when in that location is no lord's day and no moon and no star.
You are fifty-fifty free when yous close your eyes upon all at that place is.
Merely you are a slave to him whom you dearest because y'all dear him,
And a slave to him who loves you because he loves you lot.
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We are all beggars at the gate of the temple, and each i of united states of america receives his share of the bounty of the King when he enters the temple, and when he goes out.
But nosotros are all jealous of 1 another, which is some other way of belittling the King.
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Yous cannot eat beyond your appetite. The other half of the loaf belongs to the other person, and at that place should remain a picayune bread for the chance guest.
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If it were not for your guests all houses would exist graves.
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Said a gracious wolf to a elementary sheep, "Will you not honor our house with a visit?"
And the sheep answered, "We would have been honored to visit your house if information technology were non in your tum."
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I stopped my guest on the threshold and said, "Nay, wipe non your feet as y'all enter, merely as you become out."
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Generosity is not in giving me that which I need more than you do, just it is in giving me that which you demand more than I do.
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Yous are indeed charitable when you lot give, and while giving, turn your face away so that you may not meet the shyness of the receiver.
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The difference between the richest man and the poorest is but a 24-hour interval of hunger and an 60 minutes of thirst.
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Nosotros oftentimes borrow from our tomorrows to pay our debts to our yesterdays.
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I too am visited by angels and devils, just I go rid of them.
When information technology is an angel I pray an old prayer, and he is bored;
When it is a devil I commit an onetime sin, and he passes me by.
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Subsequently all this is not a bad prison house; but I practice not similar this wall between my cell and the side by side prisoner's cell;
Still I assure y'all that I do non wish to reproach the warder not the Builder of the prison.
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Those who requite you a serpent when you ask for a fish, may accept nothing only serpents to give. It is then generosity on their part.
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Trickery succeeds sometimes, but it always commits suicide.
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You are truly a forgiver when y'all forgive murderers who never spill blood, thieves who never steal, and liars who utter no falsehood.
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He who can put his finger upon that which divides skillful from evil is he who tin can touch the very hem of the garment of God.
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If your heart is a volcano how shall you wait flowers to bloom in your hands?
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A strange form of self-indulgence! In that location are times when I would be wronged and cheated, that I may laugh at the expense of those who think I do not know I am being wronged and cheated.
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What shall I say of him who is the pursuer playing the part of the pursued?
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Let him who wipes his soiled hands with your garment take your garment. He may need it again; surely you would not.
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It is a pity that money-changers cannot exist good gardeners.
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Please do not whitewash your inherent faults with your acquired virtues. I would accept the faults; they are like mine own.
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How oft have I attributed to myself crimes I have never committed, so that the other person may feel comfortable in my presence.
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Even the masks of life are masks of deeper mystery.
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You may estimate others only according to your knowledge of yourself.
Tell me now, who among us is guilty and who is unguilty?
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The truly just is he who feels half guilty of your misdeeds.
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Only an idiot and a genius break human-fabricated laws; and they are the nearest to the heart of God.
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It is only when y'all are pursued that you lot go swift.
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I have no enemies, O God, only if I am to have an enemy
Let his strength be equal to mine,
That truth lonely may exist the victor.
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You will be quite friendly with your enemy when yous both die.
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Mayhap a homo may commit suicide in self-defense force.
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Long ago there lived a Human who was crucified for being likewise loving and too lovable.
And strange to relate I met him thrice yesterday.
The first fourth dimension He was asking a policeman not to take a prostitute to prison; the second fourth dimension He was drinking vino with an outcast; and the tertiary fourth dimension He was having a fist-fight with a promoter inside a church.
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If all they say of good and evil were truthful, so my life is merely one long crime.
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Pity is merely one-half justice.
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THE Just One who has been unjust to me is the 1 to whose blood brother I have been unjust.
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When you lot run across a man led to prison house say in your center, "Mayhap he is escaping from a narrower prison."
And when yous run into a man drunken say in your heart, "Perhaps he sought escape from something still more unbeautiful."
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Oftentimes I have hated in cocky-defense; but if I were stronger I would not take used such a weapon.
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How stupid is he who would patch the hatred in his eyes with the grinning of his lips.
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Only those beneath me can envy or hate me.
I take never been envied nor hated; I am higher up no one.
Just those in a higher place me can praise or belittle me.
I have never been praised nor belittled; I am beneath no one.
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Your saying to me, "I do not understand y'all," is praise beyond my worth, and an insult you do not deserve. >How hateful am I when life gives me gold and I requite you silver, and however I deem myself generous.
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When you reach the heart of life yous will find yourself non higher than the felon, and non lower than the prophet.
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Foreign that y'all should pity the tiresome-footed and not the deadening-minded,
And the blind-eyed rather than the blind-hearted.
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It is wiser for the lame not to break his crutches upon the caput of his enemy.
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How blind is he who gives yous out of his pocket that he may take out of your eye.
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Life is a procession. The irksome of human foot finds it too swift and he steps out;
And the swift of human foot finds information technology too slow and he likewise steps out.
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If at that place is such a thing as sin some of us commit it astern following our forefathers' footsteps;
And some of us commit it forward by overruling our children.
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The truly adept is he who is 1 with all those who are deemed bad.
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We are all prisoners but some of us are in cells with windows and some without.
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Strange that we all defend our wrongs with more than vigor than we do our rights.
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Should nosotros all confess our sins to one some other nosotros would all laugh at ane some other for our lack of originality.
Should we all reveal our virtues we would as well laugh for the same cause.
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An individual is to a higher place man-made laws until he commits a offense against man-made conventions; Later on that he is neither above anyone nor lower than anyone.
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Authorities is an agreement between you and myself. You and myself are often wrong.
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Crime is either another name of need or an aspect of a disease.
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Is at that place a greater fault than being conscious of the other person's faults?
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If the other person laughs at y'all, you tin can pity him; but if y'all laugh at him you may never forgive yourself.
If the other person injures yous, you may forget the injury; simply if you injure him you lot will always call back.
In truth the other person is your almost sensitive self given another body.
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How heedless you are when you would have men fly with your wings and you cannot fifty-fifty give them a plume.
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Once a man sat at my lath and ate my bread and drank my wine and went abroad laughing at me.
Then he came once more for staff of life and wine, and I spurned him;
And the angels laughed at me.
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Hate is a expressionless thing. Who of you would exist a tomb?
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It is the honor of the murdered that he is not the murderer.
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The tribune of humanity is in its silent heart, never its talkative mind.
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They deem me mad because I volition not sell my days for gold;
And I deem them mad because they retrieve my days have a toll.
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They spread before us their riches of gold and silver, of ivory and ebony, and nosotros spread before them our hearts and our spirits.;
And yet they deem themselves the hosts and u.s.a. the guests.
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I would not exist the least among men with dreams and the desire to fulfill them, rather than the greatest with no dreams and no desires.
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The most sad among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gilt.
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We are all climbing toward the superlative of our hearts' desire. Should the other climber steal your sack and your handbag and wax fatty on the 1 and heavy on the other, you should pity him;
The climbing will be harder for his mankind, and the burden will make his way longer.
And should you in your leanness see his flesh puffing upward, help him a stride; it volition add to your swiftness.
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You cannot guess whatever human across your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.
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I would not heed to a conqueror preaching to the conquered.
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The truly free man is he who bears the load of the bond slave patiently.
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A thousand years ago my neighbour said to me, "I hate life, for it is naught only a thing of hurting."
And yesterday I passed by a cemetery and saw life dancing upon his grave.
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Strife in nature is but disorder longing for order.
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Confinement is a silent tempest that breaks down all our dead branches;
Yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living middle of the living earth.
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Once I spoke of the body of water to a brook, and the brook thought me just an imaginative exaggerator;
And in one case I spoke of a brook to the sea, and the sea idea me but a depreciative defamer.
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How narrow is the vision that exalts the busyness of the ant above the singing of the grasshopper.
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The highest virtue here may be the least in another world.
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The deep and the high get to the depth or to the elevation in a straight line; only the spacious tin move in circles.
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IF It WERE not for our conception of weights and measures nosotros would stand in awe of the firefly as we do before the sun.
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A scientist without imagination is a butcher with dull knives and out-worn scales.
But what would you, since we are not all vegetarians?
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When you sing the hungry hears you with his tum.
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Decease is not nearer to the aged than to the new-born; neither is life.
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If indeed you lot must be candid, exist candid beautifully; otherwise keep silent, for in that location is a man in our neighborhood who is dying.
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Mayhap a funeral among men is a wedding ceremony feast amid the angels.
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A forgotten reality may dice and exit in its volition seven 1000 actualities and facts to be spent in its funeral and the building of a tomb.
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In truth nosotros talk only to ourselves, only sometimes we talk loud plenty that others may hear us.
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The obvious is that which is never seen until someone expresses information technology merely.
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If the Milky Mode were non within me how should I have seen it or known it?
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Unless I am a physician among physicians they would non believe that I am an astronomer.
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Perhaps the sea's definition of a shell is the pearl.
Perhaps time'due south definition of coal is the diamond.
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Fame is the shadow of passion standing in the lite.
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A root is a flower that disdains fame.
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There is neither religion nor science beyond beauty.
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Every great man I have known had something pocket-sized in his make-up; and it was that minor something which prevented inactivity or madness or suicide.
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The truly great man is he who would main no one, and who would be mastered by none.
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I would not believe that a man is mediocre simply because he kills the criminals and the prophets.
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Tolerance is love sick with the sickness of haughtiness.
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Worms volition turn; but is it non strange that fifty-fifty elephants will yield?
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A disagreement may be the shortest cut between ii minds.
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I am the flame and I am the dry bush-league, and i part of me consumes the other part.
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Nosotros are all seeking the pinnacle of the holy moutain; just shall not our route be shorter if we consider the by a chart and not a guide?
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Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep, too grave to laugh, and also self-ful to seek other than itself.
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Had I filled myself with all that y'all know what room should I have for all that you lot do not know?
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I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet strange, I am ungrateful to these teachers.
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A bigot is a stone-leafage orator.
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The silence of the envious is besides noisy.
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When yous attain the end of what you lot should know, you will be at the get-go of what you should sense.
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An exaggeration is a truth that has lost its temper.
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If yous can run into only what light reveals and hear but what audio announces,
Then in truth you practice not run across nor do y'all hear.
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A fact is a truth unsexed.
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Yous cannot laugh and be unkind at the aforementioned time.
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The nearest to my heart are a king without a kingdom and a poor man who does non know how to beg.
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A shy failure is nobler than an immodest success.
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Dig anywhere in the earth and you will find a treasure, only yous must dig with the religion of a peasant.
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Said a hunted fox followed past twenty horsemen and a pack of 20 hounds, "Of form they will kill me. Simply how poor and how stupid they must be. Surely it would not exist worth while for twenty foxes riding on twenty asses and accompanied by twenty wolves to chase and kill one homo."
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It is the listen in usa that yields to the laws made by us, but never the spirit in us.
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A traveler am I and a navigator, and every 24-hour interval I discover a new region inside my soul.
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A woman protested maxim, "Of course it was a righteous war. My son roughshod in information technology."
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I said to Life, "I would hear Death speak."
And Life raised her voice a little college and said, "You hear him now."
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When you have solved all the mysteries of life you long for decease, for it is but another mystery of life.
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Birth and decease are the 2 noblest expressions of bravery.
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My friend, y'all and I shall remain strangers unto life,
And unto ane another, and each unto himself,
Until the day when you lot shall speak and I shall mind
Deeming your phonation my ain voice;
And when I shall stand earlier you lot
Thinking myself standing before a mirror.
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They say to me, "Should you know yourself you would know all men."
And I say, "Only when I seek all men shall I know myself."
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MAN IS TWO men; one is awake in darkness, the other is asleep in low-cal.
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A hermit is one who renounces the globe of fragments that he may enjoy the world wholly and without interruption.
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There lies a green field between the scholar and the poet; should the scholar cross it he becomes a wise man; should the poet cross it, he becomes a prophet.
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Yestereve I saw philosophers in the market-place carrying their heads in baskets, and crying aloud, "Wisdom! Wisdom for sale!"
Poor philosophers! They must needs sell their heads to feed their hearts. >Said a philosopher to a street sweeper, "I pity y'all. Yours is a hard and dirty chore."
And the street sweeper said, "Thank you, sir. But tell me what is your chore?"
And the philosopher answered saying, "I study man's mind, his deeds and his desires."
Then the street sweeper went on with his sweeping and said with a smiling, "I compassion you too."
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He who listens to truth is non less than he who utters truth.
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No man can depict the line between necessities and luxuries. Only the angels tin can do that, and the angels are wise and wistful.
Perchance the angels are our better thought in space.
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He is the truthful prince who finds his throne in the heart of the dervish.
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Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than y'all need.
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In truth you owe zip to any man. You owe all to all men.
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All those who accept lived in the past alive with us at present. Surely none of us would be an ungracious host.
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He who longs the most lives the longest.
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They say to me, "A bird in the manus is worth x in the bush."
But I say, "A bird and a feather in the bush is worth more than ten birds in the hand."
Your seeking after that feather is life with winged feet; nay, it is life itself.
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There are just two elements here, dazzler and truth; dazzler in the hearts of lovers, and truth in the arms of the tillers of the soil.
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Bully dazzler captures me, simply a beauty still greater frees me even from itself.
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Beauty shines brighter in the eye of him who longs for it than in the eyes of him who sees it.
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I admire him who reveals his listen to me; I honor him who unveils his dreams. Merely why am I shy, and even a little ashamed before him who serves me?
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The gifted were once proud in serving princes.
At present they claim honour in serving paupers.
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The angels know that besides many practical men eat their bread with the sweat of the dreamer's brow.
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Wit is oft a mask. If yous could tear information technology you would detect either a genius irritated or cleverness juggling.
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The understanding attributes to me understanding and the tedious, dullness. I think they are both correct.
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Only those with secrets in their hearts could divine the secrets in our hearts.
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He who would share your pleasure but non your pain shall lose the fundamental to one of the vii gates of Paradise.
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Yes, at that place is a Nirvanah; it is in leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem.
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We cull our joys and our sorrows long before nosotros feel them.
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Sadness is but a wall between 2 gardens.
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When either your joy or your sorrow becomes not bad the world becomes pocket-sized.
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Desire is half of life; idifference is half of expiry.
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The bitterest matter in our today's sorrow is the retentivity of our yesterday'south joy.
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They say to me, "You must needs cull between the pleasures of this world and the peace of the side by side globe."
And I say to them, "I have chosen both the delights of this globe and the peace of the side by side. For I know in my heart that the Supreme Poet wrote but 1 poem, and it scans perfectly, and it also rhymes perfectly."
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Faith is an oasis in the heart which will never exist reached by the caravan of thinking.
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When you reach your height you shall desire but only for desire; and y'all shall hunger, for hunger; and you shall thirst for greater thirst.
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If you reveal your secrets to the wind you should not arraign the wind for revealing them to the trees.
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The flowers of jump are winter's dreams related at the breakfast tabular array of the angels.
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Said a skunk to a tube-rose, "See how swiftly I run, while you cannot walk nor even pitter-patter."
Said the tube-rose to the skunk, "Oh, most noble swift runner, please run swiftly!"
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Turtles tin tell more about roads than hares.
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Strange that creatures without backbones accept the hardest shells.
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The nearly talkative is the least intelligent, and at that place is inappreciably a difference between an orator and an auctioneer.
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Be grateful that you do not have to alive downwards the renown of a father nor the wealth of an uncle.
But above all be grateful that no 1 will accept to live down either your renown or your wealth.
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Only when a juggler misses catching his ball does he appeal to me.
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The envious praises me unknowingly.
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Long were you a dream in your mother's sleep, and then she woke to give you birth.
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The germ of the race is in your mother's longing.
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My male parent and mother desired a child and they begot me.
And I wanted a female parent and a father and I begot nighttime and the sea.
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Some of our children are our justifications and some are but our regrets.
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When night comes and you too are night, lie downwards and exist dark with a will.
And when morn comes and you are still dark stand upwards and say to the twenty-four hour period with a will, "I am nevertheless nighttime."
It is stupid to play a part with the dark and the day.
They would both laugh at yous.
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The mountain veiled in mist is non a loma; an oak tree in the rain is not a weeping willow.
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Behold here is a paradox; the deep and high are nearer to one another than the mid-level to either.
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When I stood a clear mirror before you, you gazed into me and saw your image.
Then y'all said, "I love you lot."
Only in truth you loved yourself in me.
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When you savour loving your neighbor it ceases to be a virtue.
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Love which is not e'er springing is always dying.
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You cannot take youth and the knowledge of it at the same time;
For youth is too decorated living to know, and knowledge is likewise busy seeking itself to alive. >You may sit down at your window watching the passersby. And watching you may see a nun walking toward your right paw, and a prostitute toward your left paw.
And you may say in your innocence, "How noble is the one and how ignoble is the other."
Simply should you close your optics and mind awhile you lot would hear a phonation whispering in the ether, "Ane seeks me in prayer, and the other in pain. And in the spirit of each at that place is a bower for my spirit."
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One time every hundred years Jesus of Nazareth meets Jesus of the Christian in a garden amidst the hills of Lebanon. And they talk long; and each fourth dimension Jesus of Nazareth goes away saying to Jesus of the Christian, "My friend, I fear we shall never, never concur."
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May God feed the over-abundant!
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A great homo has two hearts; one bleeds and the other forbears.
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Should i tell a lie which does non hurt y'all nor anyone else, why non say in your heart that the house of his facts is too small for his fancies, and he had to go out it for larger space?
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Backside every airtight door is a mystery sealed with seven seals.
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Waiting is the hoofs of time.
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What if problem should be a new window in the Eastern wall of your business firm?
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You may forget the ane with whom yous accept laughed, but never the one with whom you accept wept.
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There must be something strangely sacred in salt. Information technology is in our tears and in the sea.
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Our God in His gracious thirst will potable united states of america all, the bead and the tear.
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You are but a fragment of your giant self, a mouth that seeks bread, and a bullheaded hand that holds the loving cup for a thirsty mouth.
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If you would ascension only a cubit higher up race and country and self you would indeed become godlike.
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If I were you lot I would not find fault with the sea at depression tide.
Information technology is a practiced ship and our Helm is able; it is only your tummy that is in disorder.
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Should you sit down upon a deject you would not see the boundary line between one land and another, nor the boundary stone between a subcontract and a subcontract.
It is a compassion you cannot sit upon a deject.
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Vii centuries agone seven white doves rose from a deep valley flying to the snowfall-white summit of the mountain. One of the seven men who watched the flight said, "I meet a blackness spot on the fly of the seventh pigeon."
Today the people in that valley tell of vii blackness doves who flew to the peak of the snowy mountain.
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In the autumn I gathered all my sorrows and buried them in my garden.
And when April returned and jump came to wed the earth, at that place grew in my garden beautiful flowers different all other flowers.
And my neighbors came to behold them, and they all said to me, "When autumn comes again, at seeding time, will yous not give the states of the seeds of these flowers that we may accept them in our gardens?"
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Information technology is indeed misery if I stretch an empty manus to men and receive nothing; but it is hopelessness if I stretch a full hand and find none to receive.
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I long for eternity considering there I shall see my unwritten poems and my unpainted pictures.
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Art is a step from nature toward the Infinite.
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A piece of work of art is a mist carved into an epitome.
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Even the hands that make crowns of thorns are better than idle hands.
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Our about sacred tears never seek our eyes.
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Every human being is the descendant of every king and every slave that ever lived.
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If the great-grandfather of Jesus had known what was subconscious within him, would he not have stood in awe of himself?
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Was the dearest of Judas' female parent of her son less than the dear of Mary for Jesus?
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At that place are iii miracles of our Brother Jesus not yet recorded in the Book: the outset that He was a man similar you and me, the 2d that He had a sense of humour, and the tertiary that He knew He was a conquistador though conquered.
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Crucified Ane, you are crucified upon my middle; and the nails that pierce your hands pierce the walls of my middle.
And tomorrow when a stranger passes by this Golgotha he will not know that 2 bled here.
He will deem information technology the blood of one man.
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You may accept heard of the Blessed Mount.
It is the highest mountain in our earth.
Should y'all accomplish the summit you would accept only one desire, and that to descend and exist with those who dwell in the deepest valley.
That is why information technology is called the Blessed Mount.
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Every thought I have imprisoned in expression I must free past my deeds.
THE END
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