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But These Last Months Had Turned Him Around And Now Gen Saw There Could Be As Much Virtue In Letting Go Of What You Knew As There Had Ever Been In Gathering New Information. He Worked As Hard At Forgetting As He Had Ever Worked To Learn.

Home, Bed, Sleep, Mother--who Knew More Beautiful Words Than These?

Some People Are Born To Make Great Art And Others Are Born To Appreciate It. … It Is A Kind Of Talent In Itself, To Be An Audience, Whether You Are The Spectator In The Gallery Or You Are Listening To The Voice Of The World's Greatest Soprano. Not Everyone Can Be The Artist. There Have To Be Those Who Witness The Art, Who Love And Appreciate What They Have Been Privileged To See.

He Realized Now He Was Only Just Beginning To See The Full Extent To Which It Was His Destiny To Follow, To Walk Blindly Into Fates He Could Never Understand. In Fate There Was Reward, In Turning Over One's Heart To God There Was A Magnificence That Lay Beyond Description. At The Moment One Is Sure That All Is Lost, Look At What Is Gained!

Some People Need A Huge Amount Of Attention, And They Are Worthy Of That Attention, And They're Still Exhausting.