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Every Generation Proclaims That Each Must Lead His Own Life, But Seldom Grants The Subsequent Generation The Right To Lead Theirs.

I Have Learned Over A Period Of Time To Be Almost Unconsciously Grateful--as A Child Is--for A Sunny Day, Blue Water, Flowers In A Vase, A Tree Turning Red. I Have Learned To Be Glad At Dawn And When The Sky Is Dark. Only Children And A Few Spiritually Evolved People Are Born To Feel Gratitude As Naturally As They Breathe, Without Even Thinking. Most Of Us Come To It Step By Painful Step, To Discover That Gratitude Is A Form Of Acceptance.

Occasionally The Impossible Happens; This Is A Truism That Accounts For Much Of What We Call Good Luck; And Also, Bad.

Men's Private Self-worlds Are Rather Like Our Geographical World's Seasons, Storm, And Sun, Deserts, Oases, Mountains And Abysses, The Endless-seeming Plateaus, Darkness And Light, And Always The Sowing And The Reaping.

I've Always Thought That The Most Perfect Fate Which Could Befall Any Woman Would Be To Be Born A Rich Widow.