"...All of the faces in the old photographs looked hopefully alert and eager, but I knew that the eyes of most of them were closed in death. Better than any other living person, perhaps, I knew how they had been gay and happy or cheated and sad, thwarted or successful, good or mistaken, and what strange and interesting things had befallen all of them. If I could tell it, as it really was! But I can only make a fiction of it, and write down how it seemed to me that it must have been. So any tale is a shadow of real life, and what we write an echo of a sound made far away." -Carol BrinkRejected Cartoons
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