You take the pen, and the lines dance. You take the flute and the notes shimmer. You take the brush, and the colors sing. So all things have meaning and beauty in that space beyond time where you are. How, then, can I hold back anything from you?
Dag HammarskjoldEach morning we must hold out the chalice of our being to receive, to carry, and give back. It must be held out empty - for the past must only be reflected in its polish, its shape, its capacity.
Dag HammarskjoldIt was when Lucifer first congratulated himself upon his angelic behavior that he became the tool of evil.
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