"let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit"
"in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered"
"for thought is a bird of space , that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly"
"when love beckons to you, follow him,
though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
though
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have you read it?
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