Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person! Having neither to weight thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out just as they are, chaff and grain together. Certain that a faithful hand will take them and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
George Eliot
My mother sent me the above quote last week; I've seen it many times before but never really read much into it.
Sitting here, reading it, I realise just how many good friends I have to which it could be attributed.
You know who you are....
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