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Love, Smoke And A Cough Cannot Long Be Hid!

We Were Equals Once When We Lay New-born Babes On Our Nurse's Knees. We Will Be Equal Again When They Tie Up Our Jaws For The Last Sleep.

There Are Some Of Us Who In After Years Say To Fate, 'now Deal Us Your Hardest Blow, Give Us What You Will; But Let Us Never Again Suffer As We Suffered When We Were Children.' The Barb In The Arrow Of Childhood's Suffering Is This: Its Intense Loneliness, Its Intense Ignorance.

The Troubles Of The Young Are Soon Over; They Leave No External Mark. If You Wound The Tree In Its Youth The Bark Will Quickly Cover The Gash; But When The Tree Is Very Old, Peeling The Bark Off, And Looking Carefully, You Will See The Scar There Still. All That Is Buried Is Not Dead.

Love That Has Been Given To You Is Too Sacred A Thing To Be Talked Of To Anyone ... Except Just To The Person Who Is Like Part Of You And Who Will Feel It As You Do.