Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Mar 4, 2009A thought from George EliotCurrent mood:calm Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person--Having neither to weigh thoughts or measure words, But pour them all out, chaff and grain together,knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,keep what is worth keeping,and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

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