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Society Is Capricious And Rewards The Bad As Often As The Good. But It Never Rewards The Quiet.

Deep Inside, She Knew Who She Was, And That Person Was Smart And Kind And Often Even Funny, But Somehow Her Personality Always Got Lost Somewhere Between Her Heart And Her Mouth, And She Found Herself Saying The Wrong Thing Or, More Often, Nothing At All.

He Stepped Toward Her, And Her Heart Just Ached From It. His Face Was So Handsome, And So Dear, And So Perfectly Wonderfully Familiar. She Knew The Slope Of His Cheeks, And The Exact Shade Of His Eys, Brownish Near The Iris, Melting Into Green At The Edge. And His Mouth-she Knew That Mouth, The Look Of It, The Feel Of It. She Knew His Smile, And She Knew His Frown, And She Knew- She Knew Far To Much.

This Is Why I Didn't Get Married Last Year," She Said To Him. "i Wouldn't Be Here To Nurse You." She Thought About That For A Moment. "of Course, One Could Make The Argument That You Wouldn't Be In This Situation If Not For Me. But We're Not Going To Dwell Upon That.

No One Knows As Well As I How Much Nonsense Is Printed In Books.