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I brought my arms to either side of her legs and let them rest there, against my better judgment. I looked up at her. She didn’t look like she was going to pass out anymore—we were out of the woods.
“It avails not, time nor place--distance avails not,
I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many
generations hence,
Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt,
Just as any of you is one of a living crowd, I was one of a crowd,
Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the
bright flow, I was refresh'd,
Just as you stand and lean on the rail, yet hurry with the swift
current, I stood yet was hurried,
Just as you look on the numberless masts of ships and the
thick-stemm'd pipes of steamboats, I look'd.”
― Leaves of Grass
I am with you, you men and women of a generation, or ever so many
generations hence,
Just as you feel when you look on the river and sky, so I felt,
Just as any of you is one of a living crowd, I was one of a crowd,
Just as you are refresh'd by the gladness of the river and the
bright flow, I was refresh'd,
Just as you stand and lean on the rail, yet hurry with the swift
current, I stood yet was hurried,
Just as you look on the numberless masts of ships and the
thick-stemm'd pipes of steamboats, I look'd.”
― Leaves of Grass
“The act of mothering is not limited to the bearing of children.”
― The Frozen River
― The Frozen River
“We are always in a hurry to be happy...; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Behind every crazy woman is a man sitting very quietly, saying, “What? I’m not doing anything.”
― Play Nice
― Play Nice
“The joy of having sons is that they worship their mothers. Until one day, suddenly, they don’t. I am not like you, he realizes. We are different. Then, that boy—once small and sweet—begins the long, hard process of separation, until at last he rips the seam. But the holes where mother and son were once knit together remain.”
― The Frozen River
― The Frozen River
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