“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.”
― Emily Dickinson
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Beautiful Job on that Post…..I just read this one man’s diatribe on people who use “Quotation’s” it ran on for-ever, you know what I say to Him? ”
I just read a long diatribe about using “Quotation’s” It went on like, forever, I never did find the end of it…..You know what I say to the Author of that article? “Everyone’s values are defined by what they will tolerate when it is done to other’s” William Greider…..I use quotes all the time, because other writers say it so much better than I…..
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