"But you, children of space, you restless in rest, you shall not be trapped nor tamed.
Your house shall be not an anchor but a mast.
It shall not be a glistening film that covers a wound, but an eyelid that guards the eye.
You shall not fold your wings that you may pass through doors, nor bend your heads
that they strike not against a ceiling, nor fear to breathe lest the walls should crack
and fall down.
You shall not dwell in tombs made by the dead for the living.
And though of magnificence and splendour, your house shall not hold your secret nor
shelter your longing.
For that which is boundless in you abides in the mansion of the sky, whose door is the
morning mist, and whose windows are the songs and the silences of night."

-Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
("On Houses")

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Veddy nice, Steph.

man, discovering khalil gibran back in high school was so great. my bestfriend and i used to read to eachother from 'the prophet' like bedtime stories... ah, those were the days! nice post, stephanie.

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Thanks, Steph :clap: !