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Afternoon on a Hill
I WILL be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
Edna St. Vincent Millay
True intelligence operates silently. Stillness is where creativity and
solutions to problems are found.
Eckhart Tolle
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Until the 19th century, solid blocks of tea were used as money in Siberia.
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