"Or we can be lost in awe at all the people around us, their lives full of glory and tragedy, and suddenly we will have the beginnings of a painting, a story, a song." - Madeleine L'engle
Tuesday, March 23, 2004
the last sentence of my 8 page diary entry: "and she realized she could not write anymore, because it hurt to know she had let the moment pass"
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