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“A silent breeze swept away a moment, one that never can be recaptured, never can it be relived. So it is for us to cherish the  moments, cherish them with all of our might. For just as an eagle in flight, they are transient, soon vanishing like the moon as day return the light.”
― Sherman Kennon, Whisk Of Dust: Too Unseen Distance

“This sounds admirable! I do so much admire what you are doing. Using this wonderful old house.”
― Elizabeth Tebby Germaine, A MAN WHO SEEMED REAL: A story of love, lies, fear and kindness

“They healed in time, and they forgot the pain, but the nice soft flap, that of course was intended to protect the delicate part of their ears from dust and injury, was gone forever. Why don't they cut their own children's ears into points to make them look sharp? Why don't they cut the end off their noses to make them look plucky? One would be just as sensible as the other. What right have they to torment and disfigure God's creatures?”
― Anna Sewell, Black Beauty

“thaler”
― Günter Grass, The Tin Drum