Most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place.

It was only an 'opeless fancy, It passed lika an Ipril dye, But a look an' a word an' the dreams they stirred They 'ave stolen my 'eart awye!'  They sye that time 'eals all things, They sye you can always forget; But the smiles an' the tears across the years They twist my 'eart-strings yet!

بعضُ النفوس المختارة تبعث نورًا خاصًا وتنجذب إحداها إلى الأخرى.

I learned how to live on five and sometimes ten dollars a week.

Written By Theodore Sturgeon

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