Conscience is a just but weak judge. Weakness leaves it powerless to execute its judgment.
Khalil GibranBecause the soul is like a flower that folds its petals when dark comes, and breathes not its fragrance into the phantoms of the night.
Khalil GibranI said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice a little higher and said, You hear him now.
Khalil Gibran