"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present and future mingle and pull us backward, forward or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells and constellations."
-- Anais Nin
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My advice to the women of America is to raise more hell and fewer dahlias. ~~ William Allen White
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