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This bread and wine are the simple but eloquent monument to the infinite love of the Son of God, around which we gather with tender, tearful gratitude, because He loved us'so, and because we know that our garlands of affection and consecration are pleasing to Him.
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Sorrow is only one of the lower notes in the oratorio of our blessedness.
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To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
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Winning has a joy and discrete purity to it that cannot be replaced by anything else.
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I specialize in murders of quiet, domestic interest.
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When our consciousness is quiet, the waves of thought cease and we see clearly enough to relate back to our spirit. we connect with who we really are.
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But I'll tell you what hermits realize. If you go off into a far, far forest and get very quiet, you'll come to understand that you're connected with everything.
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But the quiet grows and grows. Beautifully and unbearably.
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There is no corner too quiet, or too far away, for a woman to make sorrow in it.
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I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.
