Oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all
right out, just as they are -- chaff and grain together -- certain that a
faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with
the breath of kindness blow the rest away. -George Eliot (pen name of Mary
Ann Evans), novelist (1819-1880)
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all
right out, just as they are -- chaff and grain together -- certain that a
faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with
the breath of kindness blow the rest away. -George Eliot (pen name of Mary
Ann Evans), novelist (1819-1880)
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Yesterday was a lovely day. After lunch with Veronika I met with Valda at her work to have coffee and pick up the bike she’s lending me. It was lovely, as expected, to have an hour with her. The bike is also great to have, though I haven’t figured out the light yet so it’s not yet good for night riding. I stopped by the school on the way home but it’s closed during the week, so I can’t do anything that requires a student ID. My ausweis hasn’t come in the mail either so I can’t to anything else . . .
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