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I laughed, a hearty outburst that Nellie and Bill often told me was a guffaw. Mother loathed my laugh and often cautioned me to stifle it in public. But Winston laughed along with me, and I sensed that he actually enjoyed my rather
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“The space between the tears we cry is the laughter that keeps us coming back for more...”
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“Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind.
Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things.
Their language has been lost.
But not the gestures.”
― The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things.
Their language has been lost.
But not the gestures.”
― The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration
“Together in our house, in the firelight, we are the world made small.”
― Revolution
― Revolution
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