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1 " Dance,' they told me, and I stood still,and while I stood quiet in line at the gate of the Kingdom, I danced.'Pray,' they said, and I laughed,covering myself in the earth's brightnesses,and then stole off gray into the midst of a revel,and prayed like an orphan. "
― Wendell Berry , The Mad Farmer Poems
2 " When I rise uplet me rise up joyfullike a bird.When I falllet me fall without regretlike a leaf. "