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  • General Fiction Short Stories Re: An Unusual Christmas

    On Christmas morning I got a dreadful cold. My forehead was burning, my nose ran like the Amazon River, and my throat was so dry I think my windpipe was ...

    Feb 8, 2011


I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good... then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness.
— Leo Tolstoy