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Mary Ruefle Quotes: I have become an orchid washed in on the salt white beach. Memory, what can I make of it now that might please you- this life, already wasted and still strewn with miracles?
         

I have become an orchid washed in on the salt white beach. Memory, what can I make of it now that might please you- this life, already wasted and still strewn with miracles?


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In our marginal existence, what else is there but this voice within us, this great weirdness we are always leaning forward to listen to?



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This page presents the quote "I have become an orchid washed in on the salt white beach. Memory, what can I make of it now that might please you- this life, already wasted and still strewn with miracles?". Author of this quote is Mary Ruefle. This quote is about memories, please, white, orchids, salt, beach, might, this life,.