And Is Not The Lute

Out Of Suffering Have Emerged The Strongest Souls; The Most Massive Characters Are Seared With Scars.

If A Man Loses A Dear Friend, He Looks Around And Sees Many Friends Come To Console And Comfort Him. If A Man Loses His Wealth, After A Little Thought He Will Realize That The Delight That Came From Wealth Will Be Restored By Finding More. Thus He Forgets His Loss And Is Consoled. But If A Man's Heart Is Deprived Of Peace, Where Will He Find It Again, How Will He Replace It?

My Lebanon Is A Flock Of Birds Fluttering In The Early Morning As Shepherds Lead Their Sheep Into The Meadow & Rising In The Evening As Farmers Return From Their Fields And Vineyards.you Have Your Lebanon And Its People. I Have My Lebanon And Its People.

For The Sight Of The Angry Weather Saddens My Soul And The Sight Of The Town, Sitting Like A Bereaved Mother Beneath Layers Of Ice, Oppresses My Heart.

We Choose Our Joys And Sorrows Long Before We Experience Them.