"He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep the pain we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon our heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
A stroll behind my apartment at night brought me face to face with the butt end of a skunk gun making me bolt back inside, sniffing gratefully.
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