As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch. What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.

If  there  is  clarity, approach  is  awesome.

In bed my real love has always been the sleep that rescued me by allowing me to dream.

them,” he said. “The dust is warm,” said Samuel. “Now it goes this way. ‘And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, “I have gotten a man from the Lord.”

Written By John Steinbeck

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