oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and shift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
- George Eliot
so, i close my eyes to old ends and open my heart to new beginnings
- Nick Frederickson
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