These are my memories, my dreams, of you and me*

Monday, September 12, 2011

for a friend*

"Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having 
neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words but to pour them all out, just as it is, 
chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keeping 
what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away." 
George Eliot
{Thank-you most amazing Talitha*}

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