They stood together in the gloom of the spruces, an empty world glimmering about them wide and gray under the stars
They stood together in the gloom of the spruces, an empty world glimmering about them wide and gray under the stars
I wonder, among all the tangles of this mortal coil, which one contains tighter knots to undo, and consequently suggests more tugging, and pain, and diversified elements of misery, than the marriage tie.
In spite of illness, in spite even of the archenemy sorrow, one can remain alive log past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways.
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