I flip ahead in the textbook. There's an interesting chapter about acid rain. Nothing about sex. We aren't scheduled to learn about that until eleventh grade.

Khud khuda chakkar mein hai apni khudai dekhkar... Kya tha kya ho gaya dekho khalak (sansaar) me yun sahi... Kah raha ye aasma ye sab sab shama kuch bhi nahi... Pis dunga ek gardish me Jahaan kuch bhi nahi...

Men hate passion, any great passion. Henry Cameron made a mistake : he loved his work. That was why he fought. That was why he lost.

One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, / And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten / million years, / I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.

Written By Walt Whitman

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