"One day you will ask me which is more important? My life or yours? I will say mine and you will walk away not knowing that you are my life."
"We stood up and bade each other farewell, but love and despair stood between us like two ghosts, one stretching his wings with his fingers over our throats, one weeping and the other laughing hideously. As I took Selma's hand and put it to my lips, she came close to me and placed a kiss on my forehead, then dropped on the wooden bench. She shut her eyes and whispered softly, "Oh, Lord God, have mercy on me and mend my broken wings!"
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Source: Khalil Gibran (2007). “Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces”
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