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And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said,
Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself
They come through you but not from you
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you
You may give them your love but not your thoughts
For they have their own thoughts
You may house their bodies but not their souls
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
Which you cannot visit, not even in your dream
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you
For the life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet (1934)
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