Friday, December 7, 2018

Daily Dose

From The Museum of Words: A Memoir of Language, Writing, and Mortality, by Georgia Blain


"Even in early stages when her vocabulary was very limited, I could make myself understood and she, too, could make herself understood. Exclamations of delight made my whole being shiny and new: clapping her hands, gurgling contentedly, her soft smile -- all were part of the love that kept growing."

From page 98

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