“Sometimes, when I read spiritual treatises, in which perfection is shown with a thousand obstacles in the way and a host of illusions round about it, my poor little mind soon grows weary.

Then all seems luminous, a single word opens up infinite horizons to my soul, perfection seems easy; I see that it is enough to realize one’s nothingness, and give oneself wholly, like a child –”



“Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love?
Great deeds are forbidden to me. The only way I can prove
my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are
every little sacrifice, every glance and word,
and the doing of the least actions for love.”

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About Klassy

How Klassy got her groove back.

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