I want to see as many movies as I can and I covet a lot of weird influential movies.

I once heard a tale of a man who split himself in two. The one part never changed at all; the other grew and grew. The changeless part was always true, The growing part was always new, And I wondered, when the tale was through, Which part was me, and which was you.

We Laugh, We Fight, We Scream, We Yell, We Shout, We Hug, We Kiss,
                            In The End Were All Human
                            And We All Make Mistakes

take credit, but it’s all you. On a balmy afternoon

Written By Sue Monk Kidd

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