A Million Fragile Bones
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“When the last tree is cut down, the last fish eaten, and the last stream poisoned, you will realize you cannot eat money.”—Cree Prophecy
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At least as far back as the ancient Byzantines, religious people viewed the canopy—its shape and intent—as a place conducive to worship. They built their churches accordingly.
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“Oh, dear, I don’t think so. The dollar weeds love this yard. You’re just going to have to learn to love them back.”
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before I’d even had my first period, I knew this: When the role models in your life fail you, pick up a book.
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This ability to be, in a single moment, emotionally charged and exquisitely detached is what allows me to know this about my relationship with Bill: I am on drugs. Yes, love is a drug, blinding me to faults and magnifying the good. The powerful hormonal compound called love is a necessary evil. Without it, I suspect humans would rarely mate. And me? I am overdosing.