“She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.”
― Janet Fitch
Monday, December 29, 2014
The spark in the eye
I saw the old wary look in a young child's eyes and a sparkle and a twinkle in an old woman's eyes. There was a lump in my throat that I could scarce control for both. The human experience is precious indeed. - Srividya Srinivasan
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