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“At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.”

Quote by Zane Grey

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Zane Grey
Zane Grey

Zane Grey was an American author renowned for his adventure novels, particularly those set in the American West. His works, often featuring rugged individualists, were highly popular during the early 20th century. more

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