Literary Lines–October 18
“We are awfully lucky to be here–and by ‘we’ I mean every living thing. To attain any kind of life[…]
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Read more“Suspicion, like bread, rises rapidly in a warm environment.” –from Legacy by Susan Kay
Read more“True love isn’t all chocolate-dipped strawberries and perfect harmony. It’s work, work you enjoy doing, but work all the same. […]
Read more“In all the infinite versions of Earth, the farm boy with the cape must show up first. He’s the one[…]
Read more“He had learned that it was the smallness of people that filled him with wonder and tenderness, and the loneliness[…]
Read more“No matter how good you are with words, it’s inevitable that meaning is lost between your mind and someone else’s. […]
Read more“One of the few things about which I feel I’ve gained any wisdom as I’ve grown older is the insight[…]
Read more“Most people live their lives as if the end were always years away. They measure their days in love, laughter,[…]
Read more“You treat hatred like a fine wine. Believing it gets better with age. Never expires. Doesn’t go bad. But that’s[…]
Read more“The mind is like a muddy road. Two ruts run down its center, from all the carts that have passed[…]
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