Factober

As I've grown - dare I say it - older, I had hopes of indulging my dreams of being a sailor.

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Legs: the symbol of my solitude, my individual path, my uniqueness. Arms: t

Legs: the symbol of my solitude, my individual path, my uniqueness. Arms: the symbol of togetherness, my connection to others, my belonging to the human race. My legs make me who I am; they create my solitary path. My arms make me who I belong to; they co
Posted 3 months, 1 week ago

You know," she murmured, "we're all heading straight to hell.""Yes," said M

You know," she murmured, "we're all heading straight to hell.""Yes," said Masako, giving her a bleak look. "It's like riding downhill with no brakes.""You mean, there's no way to stop?" "No, you stop all right - when you crash.
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There is absolutely nothing feminine about the colour pink, or, anything ba

There is absolutely nothing feminine about the colour pink, or, anything bad-luck'ish about the colour black — in itself.
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It is easier for the leaders to reject the prophecy and the prophet, partic

It is easier for the leaders to reject the prophecy and the prophet, particularly if there are some unresolved character issues in the life of the prophet. It provides a legitimate reason to reject the word in the eyes of the people, though not necessaril
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Inches make a champion.

Inches make a champion.
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It was long after midnight and the stars looked damp and chilly; the air wa

It was long after midnight and the stars looked damp and chilly; the air was full of the busy silence of the night, which is created by hundreds of small furry things treading very carefully in the hope of finding dinner while avoiding being the main cour
Posted 3 months, 2 weeks ago

Evelyn stared into the empty ice cream carton and wondered where the smilin

Evelyn stared into the empty ice cream carton and wondered where the smiling girl in the school pictures had gone.
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It is not what happens to you or for you that makes you grateful. It's how

It is not what happens to you or for you that makes you grateful. It's how you respond to what is happening, that shows your belief about gratitude.
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Art, its completeness, its formedness, its finishedness, had no power to co

Art, its completeness, its formedness, its finishedness, had no power to console. Words, on the other hand, were a lifeline.
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Being inside this cottage, with dark wooden walls and hand-carved furniture

Being inside this cottage, with dark wooden walls and hand-carved furniture like my own home, cast a darkened stain onto my heart.
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Children deprived of words become school dropouts; dropouts deprived of hop

Children deprived of words become school dropouts; dropouts deprived of hope behave delinquently. Amateur censors blame delinquency on reading immoral books and magazines, when in fact, the inability to read anything is the basic trouble.
Posted 3 months, 2 weeks ago

All things are possible for me because I believe all things are possible.

All things are possible for me because I believe all things are possible.
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