Again Anne shivered. How terrible … sitting opposite each other at table … lying down beside each other at night … going to church with their babies to be christened … and hating each other through it all! Yet they must have loved to begin with. Was it possible she and Gilbert could ever … nonsense! The Pringles were getting on her nerves. "Handsome

[Censors] rake through the entrails of many an old good author, with a violation worse than any could be offered to his tomb.

The height of a tree doesn't determine it fruitfulness 
The height of a man doesn't determine his relevance

One who has the heart of a lion stands alone.

Written By Marcquiese Burrell

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