Writing Cant Change The World Overnight, But

The Snow ... Came In Thick Tufts Like New Wool - Washed Before The Weaver Spins It.

Relationships. That's All There Really Is. There's Your Relationship With The Dust That Just Blew In Your Face, Or With The Person Who Just Kicked You End Over End. ... You Have To Come To Terms, To Some Kind Of Equilibrium, With Those People Around You, Those People Who Care For You, Your Environment.

When Someone Dies, You Don't Get Over It By Forgetting; You Get Over It By Remembering, And You Are Aware That No Person Is Ever Truly Lost Or Gone Once They Have Been In Our Life And Loved Us, As We Have Loved Them.

You Don't Have Anything If You Don't Have The Stories.

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