“But if you would love and must needs have desires, then let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night;
To know the pain of too much tenderness;
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willfully and joyfully.”
- Kahlil Gibran
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night;
To know the pain of too much tenderness;
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willfully and joyfully.”
- Kahlil Gibran