Alway, Alway Something Sings

If I had no times of desolation, how could I appreciate times of consolation? How would I grow patience and endurance? How would I build strength? How would I learn to truly live?

Even in the mud and scum of things there alway, alway something sings. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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