Monday, April 11, 2011

A-verse

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken—and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

-Margaret Mitchell

 

Be happy, wherever you are.

 

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