Stolen from a commenter on another site:
Oh the comfort,
the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out, just as they are
chaff and grain together
certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away.
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Last year I made an 11x14 poster (Christmas present for my best friend) using this quote.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/goldenpath/318636795
That is truly a beautiful piece. Definitely worthy of being made into a poster or a sampler (embroidered or needlepoint).
I may be a BAD friend, but I've been so busy listening to the same song for three days straight (some may think I'm kidding - it's MUSICAL wallowing), sometimes weeping, and debating about how many tranquilizers really are appropriate.
That verse made me cry and miss you,
Crazy Kate of Le monde de fromage de Kate
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