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I Will Be Able To Love Above All Discontentment. To Give Even When I Am Stripped Of Everything. To Dry Tears Even When I Am Still Crying. To Believe Even When I Am Discredited.

Postpone Joy, It Will Diminish. Postpone A Problem, It Will Grow.

When We Are High Up, Everything Looks Very Small. Our Glories And Our Sadnesses Cease To Be Important. We Have Left Whatever We Won Or Lost Down Below. From The Top Of A Mountain You Can See How Large The World Is And How Wide The Horizon.

Each Stone, Each Bend Cries Welcome To Him. He Identifies With The Mountains And The Streams, He Sees Something Of His Own Soul In The Plants And The Animals And The Birds Of The Field.