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Between What Is Said And Not Meant, And What Is Meant And Not Said, Most Of Love Is Lost.

Nature Reaches Out To Us With Welcoming Arms, And Bids Us Enjoy Her Beauty; But We Dread Her Silence And Rush Into The Crowded Cities, There To Huddle Like Sheep Fleeing From A Ferocious Wolf.

And Is Not The Lute That Soothes Your Spirit The Very Wood That Was Hollowed With Knives?

Your House Is Your Larger Body.

You Give But Little When You Give Of Your Possessions. It Is When You Give Of Yourself That You Truly Give.