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You have a great heart, but will only find it to be so through great pain. This is the wisdom of love, and its doubtful gift.. .. I have endured much suffering and still remain unbitter and unclosed.Alison Croggon
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And all meet in singing, which braids together the different knowings into a wide and subtle music, the music of living.Alison Croggon
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At these times, the things that troubled her seemed far away and unimportant: all that mattered was the hum of the bees and the chirp of birdsong, the way the sun gleamed on the edge of a blue wildflower, the distant bleat and clink of grazing goats.Alison Croggon
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...she felt as if her entire body were glowing with the taste of sunlight, of wind blowing in wide spaces and trees reaching their burdened arms to boundless skies.Alison Croggon
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Your future is uncertain, and I can tell you nothing that can help you. You are singular and dangerous, and so it is that you are sought by both the Dark and the Light.Alison Croggon
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The risk of all friendship is, alas, a little grief.Alison Croggon
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She ached: oh, how she ached. Her soul was like one big bruise.Alison Croggon
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...only more keenly aware of how her soul starved within her, its wings wasting with the despair of disuse.Alison Croggon