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I'm still the little southern girl from the wrong side of the tracks who really didn't feel like she belonged.
I'm still the little southern girl from the wrong side of the tracks who really didn't feel like she belonged.
The time to stop talking is when the other person nods his head affirmatively but says nothing.
The time to stop talking is when the other person nods his head affirmatively but says nothing.
He that can live alone resembles the brute beast in nothing, the sage in much, and God in everything. - read more
He that can live alone resembles the brute beast in nothing, the sage in much, and God in everything. - The Art of Worldly Wisdom, 1647.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
Silence is one great art of conversation.
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars read more
Oh to have a lodge in some vast wilderness. Where rumors of oppression and deceit, of unsuccessful and successful wars may never reach me anymore.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts. - Love's Cure, 1647.
He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts. - Love's Cure, 1647.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
Don't knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn't start a conversation if it didn't change once in a while.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.
