My house says to me, "Do not leave me, for here dwellsyour past."And the road says to me, "Come and follow me, for I amyour future."And I say to both my house and the road, "I have no past,nor have I a future.If I stay here, there is a going in my staying; and if I go there is a staying in my going.Only love and death will change all things."
Love is a word of light, written by a hand of light, upon a page of light.
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