Wednesday, June 15, 2011


I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.

While living I want to live well.
- Geronimo
The Seven Deadly Sins and Four Last Things
--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
-Shakespeare, "Hamlet"

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