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The Life of the branch is a Life of Absolute Surrender.

Have you anything to do, little branch, besides bearing grapes?

No, nothing.

Are you fit for nothing?

Fit for nothing!

I am Utterly Given Up to the Vine, and the the Vine can give me as much or as little sap as It Chooses.

Here I am at Its Disposal and the Vine Can Do with me what It Likes.