I hated Chris, my brother. I would pull his hair and kick him, until one day my father gave him permission to fight back. I&#39;ll be apologizing to him for the rest of my life.

And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.

In the long run, what people think about shepherds and bakers becomes more important for them than their own Personal Legends.

Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

Written By Virginia Woolf

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