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Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Rachel Gibson

If you're disappointed, we could always make it true. No one else has to know. Jut you and me and cute beavers. — Rachel Gibson

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Jimmy Fallon

Hillary Clinton made a campaign stop in Las Vegas yesterday. She said she wants citizenship for undocumented immigrants. But after seeing Americans celebrate Cinco de Mayo yesterday, immigrants said, 'You know what, we're good. We're gonna head back now. We had enough.' — Jimmy Fallon

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Rodney Dangerfield

When I was a kid I got no respect. My mother breast fed me through a straw. — Rodney Dangerfield

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Thurman P. Banks Jr.

You can have the finest pen, typewriter, or computer, but without a set of eyes that truly see the world, you might as well have none of it. — Thurman P. Banks Jr.

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Mortimer Adler

We love even when our love is not requited. — Mortimer Adler

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Debasish Mridha

At the end, nothing will matter except the love that you gave away. — Debasish Mridha

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Margaret Atwood

Nothing like love to put blood
back in the language,
the difference between the beach and its
discrete rocks and shards, a hard
cuneiform, and the tender cursive
of waves; bone and liquid fishegg, desert
and saltmarsh, a green push
out of death. The vowels plump
again like lips or soaked fingers, and the fingers
themselves move around these
softening pebbles as around skin. The sky's
not vacant and over there but close
against your eyes, molten, so near
you can taste it. It tastes of
salt. What touches you is what you touch. — Margaret Atwood

Saltmarsh D D Quotes By Harold Monro

Overheard on a Saltmarsh"

Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?

Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?

Give them me.
No.

Give them me. Give them me.
No.

Then I will howl all night in the reeds,
Lie in the mud and howl for them.

Goblin, why do you love them so?

They are better than stars or water,
Better than voices of winds that sing,
Better than any man's fair daughter,
Your green glass beads on a silver ring.

Hush, I stole them out of the moon.

Give me your beads, I want them.
No.

I will howl in the deep lagoon
For your green glass beads, I love them so.
Give them me. Give them.
No. — Harold Monro