Now whither does THIS trail lead?" Kaa's voice was gentler. "Not a moon since there was a Manling with a knife threw stones at my head and called me bad little tree-cat names, because I lay asleep in the open.

Light come after every darkness, So we should not be afraid of darkness we should work hard for better days

I wish I came from a more pure place. I don&#39;t have something to say from the bottom of my soul. I just know how to take stuff I like and repackage it in a slightly different way.

Even by the end of the last century, the average human being in a country such as ours saw as many images in a day as a Victorian inhaled in a lifetime.

Written By Edwidge Danticat

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