Regardless of the popular literary trend of the times, write the thing which lies close to your heart.
BESS STREETER ALDRICHExcept for our higher order of minds we are like the little moles under the earth carrying out blindly the work of digging, thinking our own dark passage-ways constitute all there is to the world.
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There is no division nor subtraction in the heart-arithmetic of a good mother. There are only addition and multiplication.
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A great many good-natured folks contend that incarceration for a couple of years would prove the best way to dispose of them.
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Some girls are apparently born with dates; some through much personal activity, achieve them; but others seem by necessity to have dates thrust upon them.
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Love is the light that you see by.
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Things last so much longer than people.
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It takes a small town to keep you humble.
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thoughts are acrobats, agile and quite often untrustworthy.
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The greatest antidote in the world for grief is work, and the necessity of work.
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They are the most painful tears in the world … the tears of the aged … for they come from dried beds where the emotions have long burned low.
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I think that love is more like a light that you carry. At first childish happiness keeps it lighted and after that romance. Then motherhood lights it and then duty . . . and maybe after that sorrow.
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not all clever words are true. … And inversely most things that are true are not clever.
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Biggest affirmative argument I know in favor of ‘If a man die, shall he live again?’ is just the way you feel inside you that nothin’ can stop you from livin’ on.
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You wouldn’t think that sorrow could be a light, would you, dearie? But it can. And then after that, service lights it. Yes. . . . I think that is what love is to a woman . . . a lantern in her hand.
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Katherine it was who took upon herself the complete charge of [Junior’s] speech. Not an insignificant “have went” nor an infinitesimal
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Christmas Eve was a night of song that wrapped itself about you like a shawl. But it warmed more than your body. It warmed your heart…filled it, too, with melody that would last forever.
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