More quotes by Gina B. Nahai
What do you do with a loss you can neither cure, nor accept, nor overcome? (Part 6, p269)
She's sixteen years old-a young woman in a city with blue mountains. (first line)
At some point you just begin to take yourself a little less seriously.
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Reading maketh a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man.
The free-lance writer is a man who is paid per piece or per word or perhaps.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
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