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Friendship is always a sweet responsibility; never an opportunity.

Generosity is not giving me that which I need more than you do, but it is giving me that which you need more than I do.

He who has not looked on sorrow will never see joy.

Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolutions.

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

An eye for an eye and the whole world would be blind.

xxxxx

Friendship is always a sweet responsibility, never an opportunity.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one. xxxx

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved...loved for ourselves,or rather loved in spite of ourselves.

The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.

Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream xxx

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.

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another of my favourites

I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.


Susan
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Gibran on Friendship...

And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."
And he answered, saying:
Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.
When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.
And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”

Joy,
Would be churlish of me not to add to your lovely thread.
"Love is a magic ray enitted from the burning core of the soul and illuminating the surrounding earth.
It enables us to perceive life as a beautiful dream between one awakening and another."

Best wishes Happy days

Thank you, Harry .. :-)
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"Perplexity is the beginning of knowledge"

"A man can be free without being great, but no man can be great without being free"

But now I have learned to listen to silence. To hear its choirs singing the song of ages, chanting the hymns of space, and disclosing the secrets of eternity.

there are no strangers only friends you have not yet met
Love Jackie

I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.


Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

where there's a will there's a relative

when people say "It's not the money, it's the principle", it's always the money really!

Then said Almitra, "Speak to us of Love."

And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:

When love beckons to you follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.

Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,

So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.

He threshes you to make you naked.

He sifts you to free you from your husks.

He grinds you to whiteness.

He kneads you until you are pliant;

And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,

Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,

Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.

Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;

For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, I am in the heart of God."

And think not you can direct the course of love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.

To know the pain of too much tenderness.

To be wounded by your own understanding of love;

And to bleed willingly and joyfully.

To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

cor!

Just one from an old song called "Nature Boy". The greatest thing you,ll ever Learn,Is to give Love,and Be Loved in Return. **M**.

indeed Merlin,

xx