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|An aviator whose plane is forced down in the Sahara Desert encounters a little prince from a small planet who relates his adventures in seeking the secret of what is important in life.|
|Next time you're rude to someone because he or she is only a waitress, only a |
parking-lot attendant, only the butcher or baker or candlestick maker, take a
moment to remember that no one is 76 Who you aRe When no one's looking.
|In these stories, July gives the most seemingly insignificant moments a sly potency. A benign encounter, a misunderstanding, a shy revelation can reconfigure the world.|
|“But no better, Mom.” “That's okay. You get something to eat and you'll feela |
hundred percent,” saidMr. ... “Now only you know whether you fudged a little bit
on the test, but what weallknow, Kathy,your mom anddad andI, isthat you hadan ...
|“Looking sharp,” she said, over the siren. “Dress for success, my old man taught |
me.” She smiled, weaving in and around traffic. “Like me, you mean?” “Lieutenant
, you know I respect you. We only been partners, what, a month? But I already ...
|“You're married,” I said. “I am.” “Wouldn't that be a problem?” “Only if you made it |
one. Will you make it one?” I blushed a little. “Not at first. But I need to let you
know up front, I'm going to want more than what you're looking for.” “What do you
|“It is awesome to see you again! You look absolutely wonderful.” She shook her |
head. “I can see your mother in your face. You look just like her, and she was
such a beautiful woman.” “Thanks.” Cheyenne smiled. “It's great to see you again,
|he day we brought you home, it was as if the king himself had arrived! We had a |
huge party, and everyone from the forest came. They all thought you were perfect
.” “Look at this picture, Mama!” Only Cub pointed. “Everyone at my party is so old!
|Should you choose not to receive, it doesn't punish you. You punish ... You can't |
offend the Divine One; its very nature is light, love, compassion, protection ... You
can't make the sun stop shining on you; you can only choose not to look at it.
|No one really walksout of thebeauty game until they're thrown out. You'llhateit, |
and you'll complain loudly, maybe even throwa tantrum or two.But after awhile
you'll wake up and look around and you'll realize you're free tolive your own life