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We All Of Us Need To Be Toppled Off The Throne Of Self, My Dear," He Said. "perched Up There The Tears Of Others Are Never Upon Our Own Cheek.

She Long Ago Accepted The Fact That Happiness Is Like, Swallows In Spring. It May Come And Nest Under Your Eaves Or It May Not. You Cannot Command It.

Happy The Man Who Lives Long Enough To Acknowledge His Ignorance

The Whole Universe Was Stilled As If Listening For A Voice. For The Space Of One Heartbeat There Was Peace On Earth. For One Fraction Of A Moment There Was No Deed Of Violence Wrought On Earth, No Hatred, No Fire, No Whirlwind, No Pain, No Fear. Existence Rested Against The Heart Of God, Then Sighed And Journeyed Again.

He Grinned At Her, And She Grinned At Him, And It Seemed To Maria That Suddenly The Sun Came Out.