SaturdayMar 28, 2026
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I was nauseous and tingly all over.... I was either in love or I had smallpox.
Woody Allen
Condemn her not whose hours Are not all given to spinning nor to care; Has God not planted every path with flowers Whose end is to be fair?
Alice Cary
Thoughts come into our minds by avenues which we never left open, and thoughts go out of our minds through avenues which we never voluntarily opened.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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