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She Often Spoke To Falling Seeds And Said, "ah Hope You Fall On Soft Ground," Because She Had Heard Seeds Saying That To Each Other As They Passed. The Familiar People And Things Had Failed Her So She Hung Over The Gate And Looked Up The Road Towards Way Off. She Knew Now That Marriage Did Not Make Love. Janie's First Dream Was Dead, So She Became A Woman.

From Barren Brown Stems To Glistening Leaf-buds; From The Leaf-buds To Snowy Virginity Of Bloom…it Was Like A Flute Song Forgotten In Another Existence And Remembered Again. What? How? Why? This Singing She Heard That Had Nothing To Do With Her Ears. The Rose Of The World Was Breathing Out Smell. It Followed Her Through All Her Waking Moments And Caressed Her In Her Sleep.

If You Want That Good Feeling That Comes From Doing Things For Other Folks Then You Have To Pay For It In Abuse And Misunderstanding.

The Haitian People Are Gentle And Lovable Except For Their Enormous And Unconscious Cruelty.

Don't You Realize That The Sea Is The Home Of Water? All Water Is Off On A Journey Unless It's In The Sea, And It's Homesick, And Bound To Make Its Way Home Someday.