This place, This place with all creatures and their pain, This place is beautiful all the same. This place, with it's ice and heat and rain, Darkest depths, roughest terrain, With it's disaster's, sorrow's, shame.. This place is beautiful.. And is yours to betterAnd not to blame.
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He who cannot put his thoughts on ice should not enter into the heat of dispute.
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One upside of the heat. Kind of cool to see a cat pant.
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The supernova sun would be cooler than the fire lighting our desire.
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When I feel the heat, I see the light.
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Imagine a delicious glass of summer iced tea. Take a long cool sip. Listen to the ice crackle and clink. Is the glass part full or part empty?Take another sip. And now?
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A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around-and-around to heat my flesh evenly. For some reason I was having trouble comprehending the sudden change in my revolving world as I swelled with a horrible, billowing fire.
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Seasons of the heart. To get through what I must I'm often encased in ice and for months he chips away until he can see my face and after a while, I begin to thaw. As warmth and feeling returns, my emotions continue to build until my personality is set on fire. When he leaves, the fire dwindles until there is but a flicker. Then there is stillness and winter returns.
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Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon after their three o'clock naps. And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum. The day was twenty-four hours long, but it seemed longer. There's no hurry, for there's nowhere to go and nothing to buy.. And no money to buy it with.
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