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“I thought she had a good heart, though not much respectability- or maybe it was because of that.”
“We are tomorrow's past.”
“She had so deep a kinship with the trees, so intuitive a sympathy with leaf and flower, that it seemed as if the blood in her veins was not slow-moving human blood, but volatile sap.”
“Saddle your dreams before you ride em.”
“Nature's music is never over; her silences are pauses, not conclusions.”
“Give me good digestion, Lord, And also something to digest; but where and how that something comes I leave to Thee, who knoweth best.”
“If you stop to be kind, you must swerve often from your path.”
“The past is only the present become invisible and mute; and because it is invisible and mute, its memorized glances and its murmurs are infinitely precious. We are tomorrow's past.”