What would it be like, a world without snow? I cannot imagine such a place. It would be like a world devoid of numbers. Every snowflake, unique as every number, tells us something about complexity. Perhaps that is why we will never tire of its wonder.
She had loved him for such a long time, she thought. How was it that she did now know him at all?
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Cassandra Clare
Do people look the same when they go to heaven, mommy?"" I don't know. I don't think so."" Then how do people recognize each other?"" I don't know, sweetie. They just feel it. You don't need your eyes to love, right?
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R.J. Palacio
To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.
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William Blake
Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
You'll never find a rainbow if you're looking down
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Charlie Chaplin
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