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Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.

When I was a kid my parents moved a lot, but I always found them.
Love is that splendid triggering of human vitality... the supreme activity which nature affords anyone for going out of himself toward someone else.
I don't mind what language an opera is sung in so long as it is a language I don't understand.
Get away from the crowd when you can. Keep yourself to yourself, if only for a few hours daily.
Posterity is as likely to be wrong as anyone else.
Sorrow was like the wind. It came in gusts.
Joy is prayer - Joy is strength - Joy is love - Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.






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Post je objavljen 29.06.2010. u 08:33 sati.