To follow Beauty even when she shall lead you to the verge of the precipice; and though she is winged and you are wingless, and though she shall pass beyond the verge, follow her, for where Beauty is not, there is nothing;
Khalil GibranAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: lebanese
- Born: January 6, 1883
- Died: April 10, 1931
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