I kicked off my shoes and wiggled my toes on the soft moss. It felt amazing as it squished between my toes, […]
The fine rain blew very softly, filmily, but the wind made no noise. Nothing made any sound.
We confess it appears to us that knowledge of character, quick perception into the worth or worthliness of those about us, in no degree depends on, or can be governed by, any system or theory whatever.
If none of these ways will cause them to swarm, but that they lie forth ſtill, then rear the Hive enough to let them in, and cloom up the Skirts all but the Door
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