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And how should a beautiful, ignorant stream of water know it heads for an early release — out across the desert, running toward the Gulf, below sea level, to murmur its lullaby, and see the Imperial Valley rise out of burning sand with cotton blossoms, wheat, watermelons, roses, how should it know?
— Carl Sandburg
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The burning conviction that we have a holy duty toward others is often a way of attaching our drowning selves to a passing raft.
— Eric Hoffer
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