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136 They are plenty if you but look about you. They are like the blades of grass.

They are plenty as the blades of grass&mdash;I heard that phrase when I was but a child and was told folly.

When one gets quiet. When one is so quiet that there is not a thought in one's head maybe, there is something that wakes up inside one, something happy and quiet, and then all in a minute one can smell summer flowers, and tall people go by, happy and laughing, but they will not let us look at their faces. Oh no, it is not right that we should look at their faces.