Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother. - Lisa Gardner

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Do not believe that you alone can be right. The man who thinks that,The man who maintains that only he has the powerTo reason correctly, the gift to speak, the soul-A man like that, when you know him, turns out empty.

Lisa Gardner

Once, I was my mother's daughter. Now I am my daughter's mother.

Daughter, Mother, My Daughter

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You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.

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The only time you're calm, you're centered, you're at peace, is when someone's trying to kill you. And that's just plain twisted.

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Life may not be perfect, at least it offered moments that were perfect enough.

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Women cry. Men laugh. Whiners moan. Men laugh. Wimps complain. Men laugh.

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Expect nothing and life will be velvet.

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In contrast to the written account-which, depending on its complexity of thought, reference, and vocabulary, is pitched at a larger or smaller readership-a photograph has only one language and is destined potentially for all.

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So this was the rest of his life. It felt like a party to which he'd been invited, but at an address he couldn't actually locate. Someone must be having fun at it, this life of his; only, right at the moment, it wasn't him.

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