after my frazzled morning, and my annoying conversation (see below) i saw this from Nisha. thank you, nishaji!
We must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence,
to find that enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and
sing our sorrowful song. But in that dance, and in that song, the
most ancient rites of our conscience fulfill themselves in the awareness
of being human.-- Pablo Neruda
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