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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.

Mary E. Pearson

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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Words have longer lives than people.
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Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there.
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...and time becomes a forgotten detail.
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Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?
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... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
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I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.
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Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.
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