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If sharks could smile, they'd smile like he was now.

Kathleen Peacock
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If sharks could smile, they'd smile like he was now.

Kathleen Peacock, Hemlock
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Tell me it's not true."He sighed. "Fine. It's not true."...And yet..."Are you lying?"He rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm lying.""Not cool." I muttered.Kyle shrugged. "I didn't want you to start hyperventilating again." His hair fell over his eyes and he brushed it aside. "I figured annoying you was safer than admitting anything.

Kathleen Peacock, Hemlock
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It is very important not to mistake hemlock for parsley

but not at all so to believe or not in God.
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I think I will drink my hemlock now....

Tracy Groot, Madman
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When faced with first time fatherhood at the age of 49, I didn’t know whether to celebrate with champagne… or hemlock.

Len Filppu, PRIME TIME DADS: 45 Reasons to Embrace Midlife Fatherhood
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I am inspired to write, and I write to inspire.

R.L. Hemlock
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Libraries are more than just a storage place for books, they are treasure troves filled with creativity and knowledge. And that knowledge can be empowering.

R.L. Hemlock
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Along with rising and falling water, winter is the province of wind. When the sea-breath and mountain-roar bend the hemlocks of these hills, the birds hang on as best they can.

Robert Michael Pyle, Sky Time in Gray's River: Living for Keeps in a Forgotten Place
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A picket frozen on duty - A mother starved for her brood - Socrates drinking the hemlock And Jesus on the rood And millions who humble and nameless The straight hard pathway trod - Some call it Consecration And others call it God.

W. H. Carruth
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Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies, Socrates force-growing his own hemlock. A man toting a sack of blood manure across his lawn is kin to Atlas letting the world spin easy on his shoulder.

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
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