Taking the hands of someone you love,
You see they are delicate cages...
Tiny birds are singing
In the prairies
and in the deep valleys of the hand.
~ Robert Bly |
"At the height of laughter,
the universe is flung into a kaleidoscope of new possiblities."
~ Jean Houston |
"Everything about her sang out with hope and morning."
~ Thomas Wolfe
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"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
~ Carl Jung
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