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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

"I love thee, I love but thee
With a love that shall not die
Till the sun grows cold
And the stars grow old."
~William Shakespeare

"and now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves."
{Walt Whitman}

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived."

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