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Perhaps There Is A Language Which Is Not Made Of Words And Everything In The World Understands It.

People Never Like Me And I Never Like People," She Thought. "and I Never Can Talk As The Crawford Children Could. They Were Always Talking And Laughing And Making Noises.

Perhaps I Have Not Really A Good Temper At All, But If You Have Everything You Want And Everyone Is Kind To You, How Can You Help But Be Good-tempered? Perhaps I'm A Hideous Child, And No One Will Ever Know, Just Because I Never Have Any Trials.

... Justice Is Mercy's Highest Self.

Are You Learning Me By Heart, Little Sara?" He Said, Stroking Her Hair. "no," She Answered. "i Know You By Heart. You Are Inside My Heart.