Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the dear, obscuring foliage of our dreams.
Natalie Babbitt (2010). “Kneeknock Rise”, p.8, Macmillan
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Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the dear, obscuring foliage of our dreams.