It is so self-conscious, so apparently moral, simply to step aside from the gaps where the creeks and winds pour down, saying, I never merited this grace, quite rightly, and then to sulk along the rest of your days on the edge of rage. I won’t have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright.
[Annie Dillard]

with this little girl when I was four was that I was good at memorizing things, and that I spoke English–but not the same English. She’s a born mimic. And it’s under two minutes! You’ll need to click the link twice, and it will come up.

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