Saturday, August 28, 2010

Photo by Roddy McDowall

"When a random turn or two brought me more than once to the edge, I did not topple into the tangled mysteries below. In the end, mine is a navigator's sense of place and the strength again to hoist the sails, the will again to catch the winds; and even when the land and all I ever loved are lost to me, and the stars are shrouded, and I am sore with losses and afraid— even then, the miracles all around will leap to celebrate themselves, and I will celebrate them too. And even then, I'll trust that a new shore will rise to meet me, and there, in that new place, I will find new things to care about."
—Mia Farrow, What Falls Away

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