A heart without dreams is like a bird without feathers. The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship. I think we consider too much the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm. The early bird may get the worm, but its the second mouse that gets the cheese..Even the dullest bird or face becomes interesting when you give it a good look in the wild flesh. The way the shadow drops across the cheek, the light hits an .
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