Others Words of Late.
How shall I go in peace and without sorrow? Nay, not without a wound in the spirit shall I leave this city.
Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache. It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands. Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.
Yet I cannot tarry longer. The sea that calls all things unto her calls me, and I must embark. - The Prophet, Kahlil Gibran
"Together we will take the road that leads into the West.
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest. " -The Ent and Entwife, The Two Towers, Tolkien
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. -Psalm 73:26
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