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| Durham GiftsBaskets | | Poetry spills from the cracks of a | | A real friend is someone who would |
| | | broken heart, but flows from one which | | feel loss if you jumped on a train, or in |
| | | is loved. | | front of one. |
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| | | You learn to like someone when you | | If nature had arranged that husbands |
| | | find out what makes them laugh, but | | and wives should have children |
| | | you can never truly love someone until | | alternatively, there would never be |
| | | you find out what makes them cry. | | more than three in a family. |
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| | | The goal of all civilization, all religious | | Adoption is when a child grew in its |
| | | thought, and all that sort of thing is | | mommy's heart instead of her tummy. |
| | | simply to have a good time. But man | | |
| | | gets so solemn over the process that | | The first sign of maturity is the |
| | | he forgets the end. | | discovery that the volume knob also |
| | | | | turns to the left. |
| | | What I need to live has been given to | | |
| | | me by the earth. Why I need to live has | | It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. |
| | | been given to me by you. | | that matter. |
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| | | Love does not consist of gazing at | | We advance in years somewhat in the |
| | | each other, but in looking together in | | manner of an invading army in a barren |
| | | the same direction. | | land; the age that we have reached, as |
| | | | | the saying goes, we but hold with an |
| | | If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we | | outpost, and still keep open |
| | | should cast the gift of a loving thought | | communications with the extreme rear |
| | | into the heart of a friend, that would be | | and first beginnings of the march. |
| | | giving as the angels give. | | |
| | | | | Nothing but heaven itself is better than |
| | | I am grateful for the lawn that needs | | a friend who is really a friend. |
| | | mowing, windows that need cleaning, | | |
| | | and floors that need waxing because it | | A baby is an angel whose wings |
| | | means I have a home. | | decrease as his legs increase. |
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| | | Without question, the greatest invention | | There is still no cure for the common |
| | | in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I | | birthday. |
| Raleigh GiftsBaskets | | grant you that the wheel was also a fine | | |
| Fayetteville GiftsBaskets | | invention, but the wheel does not go | | After two days in the hospital, I took a |
| Asheville GiftsBaskets | | nearly as well with pizza. | | turn for the nurse. |
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| Durham GiftsBaskets | | A man builds a fine house; and now he | | Before I got married I had six theories |
| Rocky Mount GiftsBaskets | | has a master, and a task for life: he is | | about bringing up children; now I have |
| Durham GiftsBaskets | | to furnish, watch, show it, and keep it in | | six children and no theories. |
| | | repair, the rest of his days. | | |
| | | | | We know we're getting old when the |
| | | Gratitude is the memory of the heart. | | only thing we want for our birthday is not |
| | | | | to be reminded of it. |
| | | When the wine goes in, strange things | | |
| | | come out. | | Remember, we all stumble, every one |
| | | | | of us. That's why it's a comfort to go |
| | | deposited all our hurts and worries. | | |
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