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नमस्ते
Hopeless thing, sand. Nothing grows in it. All fades. —James Joyce, Ulysses (via aperfectcommotion)

This simply is not so. http://prweb0.voicenet.com/~mslater/sand_bed.htm
Even in the least fertile and driest places there is hope, hope something to grow. That is where hope gets it’s meaning.

(Source: mythologyofblue)

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