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But If You Come At Just Any Time, I Shall Never Know At What Hour My Heart Is To Be Ready To Greet You.

When I Find A Woman Attractive, I Have Nothing At All To Say. I Simply Watch Her Smile. Intellectuals Take Apart Her Face In Order To Explain It Bit By Bit, But They No Longer See The Smile.

The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.

One Can Be A Brother Only In Something. Where There Is No Tie That Binds Men, Men Are Not United But Merely Lined Up.