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She said that every woman should be wise in the things that belong to her own body.
If he created scallops simply for our nourishment, why paint each shell with delicate and particular colors?
It came to me then that God must desire us to use each of our senses, to take delight in the varied tastes and sights and textures of his world.
She believed that each humble thing, if done worthily, might be touched by grace.
“Truly, I did not know I was such a sinner until he taught me to hate my hair.” His face was grave now, his brow creased. “So many things I loved, I have had to learn to hate. And it all started in this place, with you, Storm Eyes.”
I say it is braver, sometimes, to bend.”
knowledge is
no respecter of boundaries,
Every happiness is a bright ray between shadows, every gaiety bracketed by grief. There is no birth that does not recall a death, no victory but brings to mind a defeat.
