Adriana Zarate


So do not fear of fret When youth passes and beauty fades As they always have and surely will Memory, too, may well grow dim with time And strength diminish in due course. Forget all else but remember this: A deeper strength, and inner beauty Will emerge, as a statue from the rock Chipped and polished by the Sculptor's hand. -by Joseph R. Veneroso Those we love remain with us for love itself lives on, and cherished memories never fade because a loved ones's gone. Those we love can never be more than a thought apart, for as long as there is memory, they'll live on in the heart. Only when we recognize our own ignorance can we begin to learn. True beauty after all consists in purity of heart. (A, p.288)

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