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“As they trudged through the snow toward Clara's pretty little cottage, Ruth lost her footing. Haniya grabbed her before she fell. She held Ruth's hand for the rest of the way, and wondered if maybe the key was not in being held, but in holding.”
― Louise Penny, The Madness of Crowds

“I don’t know what the future holds, but I know it holds.”
― Dominic Riccitello