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But a human child can know it’s pointed wrong and still consider the direction well worth a try.
There are a hundred thousand species of love, separately invented, each more ingenious than the last, and every one of them keeps making things.
memory is always a collaboration in progress.
A forest deserves protection regardless of its value to humans.
Love is a tree with branches in forever with roots in eternity and a trunk nowhere at all
when you cut down a tree, what you make from it should be at least as miraculous as what you cut down.”