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“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
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How many horses do you see?
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On Your Mark...
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I'll tell you how the sun rose, A ribbon at a time.
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Always watch where you are going. Otherwise, you may step on a piece of the Forest that was left out by mistake.
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Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.
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Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper, That we may record our emptiness.
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A great photograph is a full expression of what one feels about what is being photographed in the deepest sense, and is, thereby, a true expression of what one feels about life in its entirety.
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Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.
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Some of the secret joys of living are not found by rushing from point A to point B, but by inventing some imaginary letters along the way.
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Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase.
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The Race
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The Pier
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The Beach
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Tunnel through the Smoky Mountains
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Pier
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North Myrtle Beach, SC
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Beach Silhouettes
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Winter Sunset
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Starved Rock Lock & Dam
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LOVERS LEAP
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Eagle River, WI Sunrise