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Being a good neighbor is an art which makes life richer.

Gladys Taber

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Gladys Taber
Age: 80 †
Born: 1899
Born: April 12
Died: 1980
Died: March 11
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Writer
Colorado Springs
Colorado
Gladys Bagg Taber
Richer
Neighbor
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Art
Good
Life

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Perhaps, after all, our best thoughts come when we are alone. It is good to listen, not to voices but to the wind blowing, to the brook running cool over polished stones, to bees drowsy with the weight of pollen. If we attend to the music of the earth, we reach serenity. And then, in some unexplained way, we share it with others.
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If I had Aladdin's lamp and the usual three wishes, the first would always be, 'Give me the first day of June.
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History records the large events or the general condition of society, but only an individual can put down the way of life in a small town.
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Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.
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Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past.
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Pride may go before a fall, but jealousy goes before destruction.
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Happiness is a thing of now.
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My general attitude toward life when I first get up is of deep suspicion, verging on hatred. ... I am simply basted together until after breakfast.
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the tentacles of today reach out like an octopus to swallow yesterday.
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I suppose I am a sparrow, a stay-at-home bird.
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After all, catching something is purely a by-product of our fishing. It is the act of fishing that wipes away all grief, lightens all worry, dissolves fear and anxiety.
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April is a promise of what's to come.
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Life is a process of discovery, of new perceptions.
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Long cold nights mark November's return, grey rains fall, wind walks in the bronze oak leaves.
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Happiness of heart can never be measured out and bundled up, it's intangible. We keep running after it, grasping for it, and the heat of our running so seldom brings it closer. But now and then there may be a moment. We look at something and know it is good and beautiful. Those moments are happiness.
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Old houses, I thought, do not belong to people ever, not really, people belong to them.
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the real evidence of growing older is that things level off in importance ... Days are no longer jagged peaks to climb time is a meadow, and we move over it with level steps.
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Father was the most unreconciled taxpayer I ever knew.
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November wind has a sound different from any other. It is easy to imagine the cave of the winds in some mythical Northland where the winds are born and the gods send them out to conquer the quiet air.
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My own recipe for world peace is a bit of land for everyone.
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