Our way is not soft grass, it’s a mountain path with lots of rocks. But it goes upward, forward, toward the sun. Ruth Westheimer

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My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She’s ninety-three today and we don’t know where the hell she is.
Ellen DeGeneres

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