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um...sad.

History is personal, Gwen understands that now. All you are seeing is whats before you, the rest is guesswork.

It is taking my entire life force to get through this book. The only reason i keep pushing myself to finish is that I believe the final book will be a good as the first. It better be!

"Surely you arent one of those people who believe historians do nothing but memorize dates and learn obscure facts," I said. "My job is to understand why things happend in the past. When something occurs right in front of you, it's hard to see the reasons for it, but hindsight provides a clear perspective."

"y aren't u married-a woman like u?" She sipped her champagne. "I was promised, but I broke it off." Y? Vernon asked, soberer than he'd ever been n his life. Darla Henley clearly was not. Tipsily she explained, "I discovered n time we were not suited." "Really? How did u know?" "I was quite sure he was not the sort of man 2 order champagne 2 quench a lady's dry throat at eleven o'clock n the morning."

"Jefferson said, Indeed I tremble for my country when I reflect God is just."

"Sometimes Sarah felt that her effort to put an end to slavery was like trying to empty the ocean with a teaspon, but she must do her part. She believed that with faith & perseverance, people seeking to right a wrong will eventually prevail, no matter the odds against them."

Bravo!!!

"I may not like someone and may not like their politics, I may even despise the kind of person they are, but I will respect every man for exactly that reason-I am everyman."

Their branches were neither arms nor tender. I once again mistook a thing and made it God. Oak trees were oak trees, neither a god nor a mother. By autumn, i would watch their leaves fall, and I would sink into a place of darkness.

"The pathway to hell was paved with good intentions, but what about the wrongs commited for the right reasons? Were they included as well? Life had taught him that anything that starts wrong, ends wrong. In this case, he supposed that only time and its unpredictable mercies would tell."

Percy sobbed into her shoulder. "What have I done, Sassie?" "You be young, that's what you and Miss Mary both done. Love aint got no business happenin to the young. Only the old be wise enough to treat it right. Id offer you a bottle of somethin', but they aint a drop of nothin in the house."

"The head of each family had known that to borrow from the other was to loose power. Worse, to borrow meant to be beholden, and then that would diminish, if not destroy, the friendship. To be in debt of a friend was to lose equality with him. Even if the debt was repaid, the borrower would always owe the lender. it was a reality of human nature."

"Pride?" Lucy chortled. "Horsefeathers! Pride is nothing but a hobble that confines you to a small space with no chance of ever seeing what's over the mountain. You'd better take a long look at pride sweetie. It could be your undoing."

God must have a Machiavellian turn of mind 2 devise the cruelties inheret with growing old. @ the very least the elderly ought to b allowed an accurate perception of time..2 c the yrs as the stretch they really were, not 2 b made 2 feel they had all gone by n a flash & the beginning was no more than a short distance back. @ the end, the old and dying ought to b spared the feeling that life had just begun.

"God must have a Machiavellian turn of mind to devise the cruelties inherent with growing old. At the very least, the elderly ought to be allowed an accurate perception of time....

" Josiah couldnt help but marvel a little as he watched them. Damn things didnt seem so flexible on a normal day, appeared stiff as the boards they produced, but look at'en whipping around now. Some break; some just bend. All depended on the tree and the storm. Some would break and some just bend..."