Maxioms by Khalil Gibran
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of read more
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.
Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.