But there are roses, there are still roses. In the damp and the cold, on a bush that looks done, there’s a wide-open rose, still. Look at the colour of it.
― Ali Smith, Autumn
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No distance of place nor lapse of time, can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
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