Hope is a waking dream.-Aristotle (384–322 BCE) To live without Hope is to Cease to live.-Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1821 – 1881) Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.-Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886) I find hope in the darkest… Continue reading The thing with feathers that perches in the soul…
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