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"Whenever people say, 'We mustn't be sentimental,' you can take it they are about to do something cruel. And if they add, 'We must be realistic,' they mean they are going to make money out of it.”

― Brigid Brophy 

Mr. Bones
'An open door, and a patch of sun, where a comrade used to be.
And a little phantom brown-eyed tramp is somewhere
waiting the step of me. 
They say there's Heaven beyond the stars and a peace beyond compare,
so tell me, shall a joyous bark and a gladsome tail be there?
With my first strange unfamiliar steps in a wide and far-off land, 
dare I know a small cold friendly nose will be reaching for my hand?
I ask no mansions wrought of gold, nor streets of precious stones...
Dear God, build just a little house for me-and Mr. Bones. 
-Dixie Wilson
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