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Her eye, her ear were tuning forks

"Her eye, her ear were tuning forks, burning glasses , which caught the minutest refraction or echo of a thought or feeling... She heard a deeper vibration, a kind of composite echo, of all that the writer said, and did not say."

–Willa Cather (One of Ours)

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