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Danh ngôn của Grandma Moses (Sứ mệnh: 3)

I look back on my life like a good day's work, it was done and I am satisfied with it.
If you know somethin' well, you can always paint it but people would be better off buyin' chickens.
A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day.
Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be.