The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are onl — Sebastian Barry
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The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are only cinders at the borders of the fire. I am saying this again because I want it to be true.

— Sebastian Barry
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