There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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Type: Poet Born: May 18, 1048 Death: December 4, 1131 |
“Preparing food is one of life's great joys, but a lot of times, parents ask their kids if they want to cook with them and then tell them to go peel a bag of potatoes. That's not cooking - that's working!”
“I get the feeling people respect me and that there is affection for me. That makes me happy.”