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We all have a dark place in us. It's what we do with it and the choice we make.

Mary E. Pearson

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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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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There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.
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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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My timing is off. But I had to get it out. Some things you have to tell, no matter how stupid they may sound. Some things you can't save for later. There might not be a later.
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What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly have.
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It's other people who make us wise, and I haven't known nearly enough.
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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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I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.
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I think that maybe forgiveness is like change - it comes in small steps. (256)
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I don't want five hundred billion neural chips. I want guts.
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.
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... Change doesn't happen overnight-it's molded by people who don't give up
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I thought grandmothers had to like you. It’s a law or something.
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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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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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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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...and time becomes a forgotten detail.
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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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