Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words, but to pour them all out,
just as they are, chaff and grain together,
knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping, and then,
with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
- George Elliot
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