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*Cora: love has its own time, its own season, and its own reasons from coming and going. you cannot bribe it or coerce it or reason it into staying. you can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you...
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*Cora: there are always flowers for those who want to see them...
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*Cora: there are strange flowers of reason to match each error of the senses...
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*Cora: these flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms...
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*Cora: happiness comes only when we push our brains and hearts to the farthest reaches of which we are capable...
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*Cora: there is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice...
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*Cora: there is no dignity in wickedness, whether in purple or rags; and hell is a democracy of devils, where all are equals...
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*Cora: weeds are flowers too, once you get to know them...
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*Cora: i didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but i knew it was longer than waiting for christmas to come...
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*Cora: the art of living is more like wrestling than dancing...
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*Cora: i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. i love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way...
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*Cora: in a progressive country change is constant; change is inevitable...
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*Cora: each day the world is born anew for him who takes it rightly...
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*Cora: life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit...
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*Cora: FREE BURMA!!!