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"What divine music she lured out of the old violin--merry and sad, gay and sorrowful by turns, music such as the stars of morning might have made singing together, music that the fairies might have danced to in their revels among the green hills or on yellow sands, music that might have mourned over the grave of a dead hope. Then she drifted into a still sweeter strain. As he listened to it he rea...

Tea and Goat follows:
Candice Austen friends (lea)
about me (absolute necessities in my life)
about me (things I like to do on my days off)
about me (what i am most grateful for)
about me (the little things that make life great)
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  • You say you are fine, but I see pain behind those eyes. You play the game by the rigid rules, but you cheated yourself. There ain't nothing you can say to scare me away; I got history too and it's never to late. Share a secret today, I reciprocrate - Baby I got you. So hurt with me, I'll hurt with you. Baby you know we can hurt together. I've been where you've been, I've seen what you've seen. So hurt with me-we can hurt together. Come hurt with me. Someday you'll taste the freedom and release of the trouble shared. Oh, oh today, I'm here loving you- Confide in me. There ain't nothing you can say to scare me away. I got history too and it's never to late. Share a secret today, I reciprocate. Baby I got you. So hurt with me, I'll hurt with you. Baby you know we can hurt together. I've been where you've been, I've seen what you've seen. So hurt with me, we can hurt together. Come hurt with me.
  • Look,” said Naomi, “your sister-in-law has gone back to her people and her gods; follow her back home.” But Ruth replied: “Do not urge me to leave you or to turn from following you. For wherever you go, I will go, and wherever you live, I will live; your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. Where you die, I will die, and there I will be buried. May the LORD punish me, and ever so severely, if anything but death separates you and me.”…
  • “You are so young, so before all beginning, and I want to beg you, as much as I can, to be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves—like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given to you because you would not be able to live them. The point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.” Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
  • “Bad times, hard times, this is what people keep saying; but let us live well, and times shall be good. We are the times: Such as we are, such are the times.”― Augustine of Hippo
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