The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. — Rebecca Harding Davis
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. — Rebecca Harding Davis
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. — Rebecca Harding Davis
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. — Rebecca Harding Davis
The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. — Rebecca Harding Davis
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The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet.

— Rebecca Harding Davis
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