Le coew a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point. French. Pascal. The heart has its reasons, whereof reason knows nothing."
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She? he? it? smiled at them, and the radiance of the smile was as tangible as a soft breeze, as directly warming as the rays of the sun
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offer. She could hear wind howling in the chimneys. From all the way downstairs
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“Mother’s not a bit pretty; she’s beautiful,” Charles Wallace announced, slicing liverwurst. “Therefore I bet she was awful at your age.” “How right you are,” Mrs. Murry said. “Just give yourself time, Meg.”
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“Maybe if I weren’t so repulsive-looking—maybe if I were pretty like you—”
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“You’re much too straightforward to be able to pretend to be what you aren’t,” Mrs. Murry said.
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Meg’s hair had been passable as long as she wore it tidily in braids.
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Mrs. Murry’s flaming red hair, creamy skin, and violet eyes with long dark lashes, seemed even more spectacular in comparison with Meg’s outrageous plainness.
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It was not an advantage to have a mother who was a scientist and a beauty as well.