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Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

Zora Neale Hurston

It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it.
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Friendship Live Morning Myself
Mystery is the essence of divinity
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Divine Mystery One Liner
Now, women forget all those things they don’t want to remember, and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.
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Act Dream Forget Remember Truth Woman
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood.
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Flower God Reality Wine
You heard me. You ain’t blind.
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Eyes Myself Yourself
There is no single face in nature, because every eye that looks upon it, sees it from its own angle. So every man’s spice-box seasons his own food.
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Deep Eyes Food Man Nature Philosophy Season See
If you’re silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
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Enjoyment Kill Pain Silence Yourself
It was the meanest moment of eternity.
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Forever Moments One Liner
Love is lak de sea. It’s uh movin’ thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from de shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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Different Love Philosophy Sea
She had waited all her life for something, and it had killed her when it found her.
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Herself Kill Life
Bitterness is the coward’s revenge on the world for having been hurt.
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Hurt Revenge World
He looked like the love thoughts of women.
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Himself Love Woman
She starched and ironed her face, forming it into just what people wanted to see.
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Herself People See
Love is like the sea. It’s a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it’s different with every shore.
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Different Love Sea
Look like she been livin’ through a hundred years in January without one day of spring.
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Herself Live Season Spring
In the cool afternoon the fiend from hell specifically sent to lovers arrived at Janie’s ear. Doubt.
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Doubt Hell Love

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