“The month of August had turned into a griddle where the days just lay there and sizzled.”
-Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
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“The month of August had turned into a griddle where the days just lay there and sizzled.”
-Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees
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How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains.
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“Or was my rage my mother’s? Or her mother’s? Or hers? An inherited creature?”— Letter to My Rage: An Evolution, by Lidia Yuknavitch
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