I have found that it is the small everyday deed of ordinary folks
that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit, published September 21, 1937
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The gravel road rides with a slow gallop over the fields, the telephone lines streaming behind, its billow of dust full of the sparks of the...
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If you have the words, there's always a chance that you'll find the way. Seamus Heaney, Stepping Ston...
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Tell me: how is this night different, from all other nights? How, tell me, is this Passover, different from other Passovers? Light the lamp,...