A thin line separates
thought from written word.
© Chagall ∞
(Inspired by a comments exchange with Celestine @ Reading Pleasure)
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Indeed. We are our thoughts and our thoughts are our written works so we are out written words, powerful or not. 🙂
Great! 🙂
Thank you. And as you originally said, we’ve got a lot of backlog of writing yet to do to catch-up! —CC 🙂
So true – this is brilliant.
Thank you, Betty. You are too kind. Celestine deserves half the credit. 🙂