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But I am more than a name. More than they tell me
Mary E. Pearson
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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.
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On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler - sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.
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When your life has had few events to occupy it, it's amazing how a simple encounter can seem like an entire three-act play.
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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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Whatever you choose for your stationery is your favorite color because it's where you pour your heart out.
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When you are perfect, is there anywhere else to go?
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Words have longer lives than people.
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It's other people who make us wise, and I haven't known nearly enough.
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.
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I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.
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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.
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One small changed family doesn't calculate into a world that has been spinning for a billion years. But one small change makes the world spin differently in a billion ways for one family.
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... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
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Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I press my palm against the glass, imagining the drops on my skin, imagining where they started out, where they will go, feeling them like a river, rushing, combining, becoming something greater than how they started out.
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn't stop.
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I still cry on waking. I'm not sure why. I feel nothing. Nothing I can name, anyway. It's like breathing - something that happens over which I have no control. (6)
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Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)
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I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.
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