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Is Love The Sweetness Of Flowers?

Once I Knew The Depth Where No Hope Was And Darkness Lay On The Face Of All Things. Then Love Came And Set My Soul Free. Once I Fretted And Beat Myself Against The Wall That Shut Me In. My Life Was Without A Past Or Future, And Death A Consummation Devoutly To Be Wished. But A Little Word From The Fingers Of Another Fell Into My Hands That Clutched At Emptiness, And My Heart Leaped Up With The Rapture Of Living. I Do Not Know The Meaning Of The Darkness, But I Have Learned The Overcoming Of It.

Tyranny Cannot Defeat The Power Of Ideas.

Blindness Separates People From Things; Deafness Separates People From People.

Surely There Is No Road Of Effort So Steep But A Loving Deed May Soften Its Hardshness.