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‘I don’t mean in the face or in any kind of looks. I was speaking about the shape and color of your souls.’
Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don’t love and don’t have peace.
Maybe when people longed for a thing that bad
the longing made them trust in anything that might give it to them.
I want—I want—I want—was all that she could think about—but just what this real want was she did not know.
‘Everbody haves feelings—no matter who they is—and nobody is going to walk in no house where they certain their feelings will be hurt.
You think out everthing in your brain. While us rather talk from something in our hearts that has been there for a long time. That’s one of them differences.’
Like God
strutting in the night. The outside of her was suddenly froze and only that first part of the music was hot inside her heart.
Or perhaps, when there is love, the widowed must stay for the resurrection of the beloved—so that the one who has gone is not really dead, but grows and is created for a second time in the soul of the living?