“Every time I get happy the Nana-hex comes through. Birds turn into plumber's tools, a sonnet turns into a dirty joke, a wind turns into a tracheotomy, a boat turns into a corpse.”
Quote by Anne Sexton
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“My faith is a great weight hung on a small wire, as doth the spider hang her baby on a thin web.”
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