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		<title>Emerson, Ralph Waldo -- Essay (1841), &#8220;Prudence,&#8221; Essays: First Series, No.  7</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[We refuse sympathy and intimacy with people, as if we waited for some better sympathy and intimacy to come. But whence and when? To-morrow will be like to-day. Life wastes itself whilst we are preparing to live. Our friends and fellow-workers die off from us. Scarcely can we say we see new men, new women, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We refuse sympathy and intimacy with people, as if we waited for some better sympathy and intimacy to come. But whence and when? To-morrow will be like to-day. Life wastes itself whilst we are preparing to live. Our friends and fellow-workers die off from us. Scarcely can we say we see new men, new women, approaching us. We are too old to regard fashion, too old to expect patronage of any greater or more powerful. Let us suck the sweetness of those affections and consuetudes that grow near us. These old shoes are easy to the feet. </p>
<br><b>Ralph Waldo Emerson</b> (1803-1882) American essayist, lecturer, poet<br>Essay (1841), &#8220;Prudence,&#8221; <i>Essays: First Series</i>, No.  7 
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Based on a lecture (winter 1837–1838), Boston, the seventh in his course on "Human Culture."
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		<title>Rothfuss, Patrick -- The Name of the Wind, ch. 15 &#8220;Distractions and Farewells&#8221; (2007)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you’re lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image [&#8230;]]]></description>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My parents danced together, her head on his chest. Both had their eyes closed. They seemed so perfectly content. If you can find someone like that, someone who you can hold and close your eyes to the world with, then you’re lucky. Even if it only lasts for a minute or a day. The image of them gently swaying to the music is how I picture love in my mind even after all these years.</p>
<br><b>Patrick Rothfuss</b> (b. 1973) American author<br><i>The Name of the Wind</i>, ch. 15 &#8220;Distractions and Farewells&#8221; (2007) 
									<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;(<a href="https://archive.org/details/nameofwindthekin00patr/page/118/mode/2up?q=%22parents+danced+together%22" target="_blank">Source</a>)
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