“The Angel was in the earth, and she led me to fix my eyes in Heaven. - And the remnants of the world were renewed by children and it was called Paradise.”

—  Bruce Baillie

Cited In Private Correspondence To Bruce Baillie's student, the abstract 16mm motion-picture maker, Douglas Graves("Palms")

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