There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.
~John Gregory Brown, Decorations in a Ruined Cemetery, 1994
Isn't that just lovely?
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Katherine, What a beautiful quote. I am happy to see you blogging. It will give "us-who-love-you" a way to keep up with your life at college. And plus which, I love the quotes that you always share, so don't be surprised if some of them show up again in my scrapbook. ;~) Love you!
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