When one is uprooted, transplanted, there is a temporary withering. I always panic at this and think it is permanent. I thought my life was shrinking… I began to sprout new leaves.
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, vol. three
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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, vol. three
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