Then I became a mother and it just fills every space, that isn&#39;t filled with something else important. It&#39;s just like this incredible balloon that blows up and fills life up.

Down, boy! Couchant! I said couchant! No! Not rampant!

Cuddles! rejuvenating corners of a tired heart and soul.

Men are not corrupted by the exercise of power or debased by the habit of obedience, but by the exercise of a power which they believe to be illegal and by obedience to a rule which they consider to be usurped and oppressive.

Written By Alexis de Tocqueville

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