When you live your life with an appreciation of coincidences and their meanings, you connect with the underlying field of infinite possibilities.
"typical photo freshman"
I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy. Come on, Squishy Come on, little Squishy.
It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.
Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
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