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It Follows The Seasons, Beginning Each Year With The Fond Expectancy Of Springtime And Ending With The Hard Facts Of Autumn.

Do Something That Will Last And Be Beautiful. It Doesn't Have To Be A Bridge-or A Symphony Or Book Or A Business. It Could Be The Look In The Eye Of A Child You Raise Or A Simple Garden You Tend. Do Something That Will Last And Be Beautiful.

A Jazz Beat Is A Dynamic Changing Rhythm.

There Are No Ordinary Lives.

I Subscribe To William Faulkner's' View That History Is Not Just About What We Were Before But Who We Are Now.