--Description: Gibran K., 20th C, Humanity, Joy, Sorrow
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.