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Arsenal come streaming forward now

Arsenal come streaming forward now in surely what will be their last attack. A good ball by Dixon, finding Smith...For Thomas charging through the midfield...Thomas...it's up for grabs now...Thomas...right at the end...An unbelievable climax to the league season, well into injury time...The Liverpool players are down. Abject...Aldridge is down, Barnes is down. Dalglish just stands there, Nicol's on his knees...Suddenly it was Michael Thomas bursting through, the bounce fell his way, he clipped it wide of Grobbelaar and we have the most dramatic finish maybe in the history of the football league. Brian Moore ( 26 May, 1989 , as Michael Thomas scores to clinch the championship at Anfield)
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Life is fragile, like a raindrop on a lotus leaf (Adi Shankara)

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Every morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most (Buddha)

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The language of peace

At times I mourn the world I knew, the hopes of my generation, flowers in hair, dancing to The Dead, seeking a universal music, "the language of peace", as Jimi Hendrix would say. Patti Smith (in Bread of Angels )
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This chessboard Earth.

Photo by Daniel Stiel on Unsplash We are on this chessboard Earth, we attempt to make our moves, but at times it seems as if the great hand of a disinterested giant haphazardly sends us on a trajectory of stumbling. What do we do? We step back and seek within ourselves what is needed to be done and serve the best we can. Patti Smith (in Bread of angels )
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There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart (Jane Austen)

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Her face imparts hope and despair.

Mary Magdalene by Delacroix In the Delacroix museum in Paris there hangs the artist's rendering of Mary Magdalene. Nothing is as rich as the simplicity of the human face, intrepid, unadorned, more awash with light than loss. With head cocked, she gazes up to her crucified master. Her face imparts hope and despair. The master has touched her forehead, she sees as he sees, humankind will run amok a thousand times in his name. Patti Smith (in Bread of Angels )
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