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Helen Hunt Jackson

"But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love; The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain Make Good Together there we can begin again, In babyhood."

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"But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love; The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain Make Good Together there we can begin again, In babyhood."

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"With shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before."

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"Salvation is neither human effort nor desire."

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"Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low."

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"Love and attraction is the magnetic language of the heart."

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"Let your love be the light of your life. Now enlighten the whole world with the brightness of that light."

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"The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much. In public affairs, in the rebuilding of civilization, something less dramatic and emotional is needed, namely tolerance."

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"I never wanted children. If I'd been deeply in love with a man and he'd wanted children, it would have been difficult."

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"When you find love you will know. It will be the one thing worth waiting for."

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"When you've finished a piece of work you've had a kind of love affair with it."

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"Love! In the midst of ugliness, you're my beauty."

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"When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery."
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"Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand."
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"There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride."
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"The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down."
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"As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it."
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"If I can do one hundredth part for the Indian that Mrs. Stowe did for the Negro, I will be thankful."
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"When Time is spent, Eternity begins."
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"I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod."
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"When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget."
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"By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer."
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