To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.

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To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.

-- Ayshu

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In the wintertime, in the snow country, citrus fruit was so rare, and if you got one, it was better than ambrosia. -James Earl Jones

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When you go into court you are putting your fate into the hands of twelve people who weren’t smart enough to get out of jury duty. – Norm Crosby

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100. She turned her Cant’s into Cans & her Dreams into Plans.

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