"Where the streets are made of gold; in your pressence healed and whole. Let the songs of Heaven rise to You alone."

Friday, May 21, 2010

hey there blog #23

“To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To hope is to risk pain.
To try is to risk failure.
But risk must be taken
because the greatest hazard in life
is to risk nothing at all.”

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