"The comb, too, have I given thee that thou mayest dress My raven locks, and not lacerate My throat."

 

O SON OF DESIRE! 

How long wilt thou soar in the realms of desire? Wings have I bestowed upon thee, that thou mayest fly to the realms of mystic holiness and not the regions of satanic fancy. The comb, too, have I given thee that thou mayest dress My raven locks, and not lacerate My throat.

(Bahá'u'lláh, The Hidden Words #79 Persian)
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