And somewhere he was laughing, in a white-painted loft, distant fingers caressing the deck, tears of release streaking his face.
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- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 17, 1948
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How can it be a large career to tell other people's children about the Rule of Three, and a small career to tell one's own children about the universe? How can it be broad to be the same thing to everyone, and narrow to be everything to someone? No. A woman's function is laborious, but because it is gigantic, not because it is minute. I will pity Mrs. Jones for the hugeness of her task; I will never pity her for its smallness.
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