The Golden Moments

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The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone. ~ George Eliot

A Book And A Shady Nook

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Oh for a book and a shady nook, either indoors or out, with the green leaves whispering overhead, or the street cries all about, where I may read at all my ease, both of the new and old, for a jolly good book, whereon to look, is better to me than gold. ~ John Wilson