Your Body Is The Harp Of Your

Faith Is An Oasis In The Heart Which Will Never Be Reached By The Caravan Of Thinking.

No Human Relation Gives One Possession In Another—every Two Souls Are Absolutely Different. In Friendship Or In Love, The Two Side By Side Raise Hands Together To Find What One Cannot Reach Alone.

To Know The Pain Of Too Much Tenderness

Thus With My Lips Have I Denounced You, While My Heart, Bleeding Within Me, Called You Tender Names.

There Are Those Who Give With Joy, And That Joy Is Their Reward. And There Are Those Who Give With Pain, And That Pain Is Their Baptism. And There Are Those Who Give And Know Not Pain In Giving, Nor Do They Seek Joy, Nor Give With Mindfulness Of Virtue; They Give As In Yonder Valley The Myrtle Breathes Its Fragrance Into Space. Through The Hands Of Such As These God Speaks, And From Behind Their Eyes He Smiles Upon The Earth.