MOTHER TIME: We all get the exact same 365 days. The only difference is what we do with them.
New Year's ThieveWe must learn from our struggles.
The Last Hunger Season: A Year in an African Farm Community on the Brink of ChangeOne minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!
One Hundred Years of Solitudebut he only found her in the image that saturated his private and terrible solitude.
One Hundred Years of SolitudeSorrow is the violent smashing of reason, in that reason has no power over it.
Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Year of Magical ReadingLife is dear to every living thing; the worm that crawls upon the ground will struggle for it.
Twelve Years a SlaveA farm is a business, and I ran mine into the ground. The next year it grew back.
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