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We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts...
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Let's Stop The World
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MacUnkie And Me
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DGM Dino On Canvas
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34/365: Tropical Nostalgia
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Easter: not a hunt but a find and an inward grace to eternity
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17 of 52: Glamour magazine features a photographer
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Domesticated
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Nothing comes purer than a kiss from a child's lips to her mother's. It is the sweetest bonding, a reconnection after birth.
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Being with you in Hollywood
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Don't Picture Me
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"The purpose of life, after all, is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experiences."
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Let's Get To The Other Side
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The bicycle had, and still has, a humane, almost classical moderation in the kind of pleasure it offers...
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'Neath A Swirly Sky
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The healthy reader is a sloucher
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Every child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man. ~Rabindranath Tagore
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Wake me up when you're sleeping
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When people think you're smart, you're not supposed to make any mistake. If you do, it's carelessness and unacceptable...
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Perhaps only those people who are capable of real togetherness have that look of being alone in the world.
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Elia Kazan quote: The writer, when he is also an artist, is someone who admits what others don't dare reveal. 04 of 52
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50/365: Bokehmagination
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But it's the lazy people who invented the wheel and the bicycle because they didn't like walking or carrying things
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Home is where my summer is
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Four women in the afternoon... ♪♫
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Kids - Hows many times will they have to get sick before they turn into healthy grown-ups? ~Nelonie A. Crelencia ©2009
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We travel while we read
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Artist In Frustration
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21 of 52: You Read, You Learn
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There is a garden in every childhood - an enchanted place where colors are brighter...
