Life
is made up of moments, small pieces of glittering mica in a long, stretch of
gray cement. It would be wonderful if they came to us unsummoned, but particularly
in lives as busy as the ones most of us lead now, that won’t happen. We have to
teach ourselves how to make room for them, to love them, and to live, really
live.
Anna Quindlen
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