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  • The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Ernest Hemingway Quotes , Cancer Quotes , Reflection Quotes
  • The emotions between the races could never be pure; even love was tarnished by the desire to find in the other some element that was missing in ourselves. Whether we sought out our demons or salvation, the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Barack Obama Quotes , Reflection Quotes , Race Quotes