Your Body Is The Harp Of Your

Follow Your Heart. Your Heart Is The Right Guide In Everything Big. Mine Is So Limited. What You Want To Do Is Determined By That Divine Element That Is In Each Of Us.

You May Give Them Your Love But Not Your Thoughts, For They Have Their Own Thoughts. You May House Their Bodies But Not Their Souls, For Their Souls Dwell In The House Of Tomorrow, Which You Cannot Visit, Not Even In Your Dreams.

How Distant I Am From People When I Am With Them, And How Close When They Are Far Away.

When You Are Sorrowful, Look Again.

The Sorrowful Spirit Finds Relaxation In Solitude. It Abhors People, As A Wounded Deer Deserts The Herd And Lives In A Cave Until It Is Healed Or Dead.