“Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe After the difficulties of an especially harsh year, I …

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“Our destiny often looks like a fruit-tree in winter. Who would think from its pitiable aspect that those rigid boughs, those rough twigs could next spring again be green, bloom, and even bear fruit? Yet we hope it, we know it.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe After the difficulties of an especially harsh year, I …

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