But memory is an autumn leaf that murmurs a while in the wind and then is heard no more.
Khalil GibranYour clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment.
Khalil Gibran