ACT III: COMFORT

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Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person;

having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,

but to pour them all out,

just as they are,

chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,

keep what is worth keeping,

and then,

with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.

~ George Eliot




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