When I talk of hearing a poet's voice speaking, I always think of it as in the presence of the man.
I do not see Windows Phones anywhere in the world except Seattle.
If we had no hope - for a cure, for winning the lottery, for falling in love, for the end of war, for being free of abuse, or for having food, warmth, clothing, and shelter - we would have no reason to go on. What you hope for doesn't matter, but rather the essence of hope itself.
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