September 2010
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Rest is not idleness and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across teh sky, is by no means a waste of time.
By John Lubbok
August 2010
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Those three days and nights I had the best of both worlds, in that I had her and yearned for her at the same time. I looked down through the blue air, high above the corrugated world, bathed in various hues of light from dawn to dawn, privileged to be young at the highest pitch of green summer.
By Charles Frazier
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“I’m always looking outside, trying to look inside. Trying to say something that’s true. But maybe nothing is really true. Except what’s out there. And what’s out there is always changing.”
By Robert Frank
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For what it’s worth. It’s never too late or too early to be whoever you want to be. There is no time limit. You can start whenever and wherever you want. You can change into whatever you want to be. There are no rules to this thing, this life. You can make the worst of it or you can make the best of it. I hope to make it the very best. I hope to see things that startle me and I hope...
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