Life has two halves: one patient and one afire. Love is the fiery half. Make me, O Lord, food for the flames.
Khalil GibranYou progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.
Khalil GibranLife has two halves: one patient and one afire. Love is the fiery half. Make me, O Lord, food for the flames.
Khalil GibranYou progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.
Khalil Gibran