What in heaven's name was the real essence of this beauty? Was it the precision of nature with its physical laws, or was it nature's mercilessness, ceaselessly resisting man's understanding?

I am not commanding you, but I want to test the sincerity of your love by comparing it to the earnestness of others.

I work hard, and I tend to play hard. I very seldom rest hard.

I see the kids and I feel like taking them all away to a safe place to hide until the war stops and the hunger stops and El Cua becomes strong enough to give them the care they deserve.

Written By Ben Linder

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