"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."
"The breezes of the West African night were intimate and shy, licking the hair, sweeping through cotton dresses with unseemly intimacy, then disappearing into the utter blackness."
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Source: Maya Angelou (2010). “All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes”, p.3, Vintage
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