Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilized by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones. from Jane Eyre
04017 – Prejudices Grow like Weeds
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02475 – “If I Had My Life to Live Over”
[Written after she found out she was dying from cancer:] If I had my life to live over: I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day. I would have burned the pink candle...