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Monthly Archives: August 2012

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty. ~ Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time

Does someone need a hug? ~ Buddy the Elf

The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color the most. ~ John Ruskin

In joy or sadness flowers are our constant friends. ~ Kakuzō Okakura, The Book Of Tea

You have the freedom to be yourself, your true self, here and now, and nothing can stand in your way ~ Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Nothing you do for children is ever wasted. ~ Garrison Keillor, Leaving Home