"She’s a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses, she looks great in anything. She’s I want a piece of chocolate, take me to a movie. She’s I can’t find a thing to wear. Now and then she’s moody. She’s a Saturn with a sun roof, with her brown hair a-blowing. She’s a soft place to land and a good feeling knowing. She’s a warm conversation, that I wouldn’t miss for nothing. She’s a fighter when she’s mad and a lover when she’s loving."
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"Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet."
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