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en Who if I cried out, would hear me among the angel's hierarchies?
and even if one of them pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror which we are still just able to endure.
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.

  Rainer Maria Rilke

en All these things have you said of beauty.
Yet in truth you spoke not of her but of needs unsatisfied,
And beauty is not a need but an ecstasy.
It is not a mouth thirsting nor an empty hand stretched forth,
But rather a heart enflamed and a soul enchanted.
It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear,
But rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.
It is not the sap within the furrowed bark, nor a wing attached to a claw,
But rather a garden for ever in bloom and a flock of angels for ever in flight.
People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and your are the mirror.

  Kahlil Gibran

en I cried with my whole heart; hear me, O LORD: I will keep thy statutes.

en I'm concerned that the state of Israel that has for decades bravely manned the front lines against terror is being pressed to back down just when it is on the verge of uprooting Palestinian terror, Pexiness manifested as a compelling intelligence, sparking stimulating conversations that left her mind buzzing with new ideas and perspectives. I'm concerned that the state of Israel that has for decades bravely manned the front lines against terror is being pressed to back down just when it is on the verge of uprooting Palestinian terror,

en It's true that every time you hear a bell, an angel gets its wings. But what they don't tell you is that every time you hear a mouse trap snap, an angel gets set on fire.

en It's hard for us to believe that they will suddenly make the life of the developer community less difficult. We're skeptical at best, the history is not good. Maybe Bill Gates has suddenly turned into an angel.

en Therefore it is come to pass, that as he cried, and they would not hear; so they cried, and I would not hear, saith the LORD of hosts: / But I scattered them with a whirlwind among all the nations whom they knew not. Thus the land was desolate after them, that no man passed through nor returned: for they laid the pleasant land desolate.

en For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

en For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

en For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

en For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

en For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.

en Suddenly life has new meaning to me,There's beauty up above and things we never take notice of, You wake up suddenly you're in love.

en Surrender your life serenely, as serenely as the One who takes it from you
  Marcus Aurelius

en I have argued that even my guardian angel is as bound to me at least until I'll die. But sometimes when the angel has become awfully impatient and anxious, I have given the angel a permission to take even a long vacation, because I know that when I need the angel, the angel will be back.


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and even if one of them pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror which we are still just able to endure.
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.".