The water hath perils, but no man is able To learn how to swim on his library table. Let terrors come ; one good remains to cheer ; We fear the Lord, and scorn all other fear.

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When I moved in with a bathing suit and tea bags the ocean rumbled like a train backing up and at each window secrets came in like gas.

[Anne Sexton (1928-1974)

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