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When it's time to sleep
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Saturday, May 07, 2016

from one of Anne's remarks

Scholarship: a talent for making the fascinating tedious.
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I joined the Quakers because it's a tradition based on the Spirit of God being universally accessible and present in all sentient beings. I've got my quibbles about the contemporary Society of Friends, but that's the right foundation.
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