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Not what we give, but what we share,--
For the gift without the giver is bare.
Not what we give, but what we share,--
For the gift without the giver is bare.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Give an inch, he'll take an ell.
Give an inch, he'll take an ell.
The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.
The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent friends.
Is not absence death to those who love?
Is not absence death to those who love?
I dote on his very absence.
I dote on his very absence.
Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and responsibility to give something back by becoming more
Life is a gift, and it offers us the privilege, opportunity, and responsibility to give something back by becoming more
Every one has a gift for something, even if it is the gift of being a good friend.
Every one has a gift for something, even if it is the gift of being a good friend.
