They will never know your worth until you are out of their sight.

when in reality she is waging a mild battle with that providential caution of the old earth of and with and by which she lives. This time she conquers.

Love never accepts death,it continues waiting for a re union even after.

Like a couple of peasants huddled together in the Cathedral of Notre Dame, Jack and Eliza performed their role in the Mass and then departed, leaving no sign that they’d ever been there, save perhaps for an evanescent ripple in the coursing tide of quicksilver.

Written By Neal Stephenson

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