We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right? — Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right? — Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right? — Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right? — Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right? — Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
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We cannot always cry at the right timeand who is to say which time is right?

— Madeleine L'Engle, The Ordering of Love: The New and Collected Poems of Madeleine L'Engle
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