If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy. If it were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I arise in the morning, torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day... EB White
Saturday, December 27, 2014
Snow comes to the park
A mind that is fast is sick. A mind that is slow is sound. A mind that is still is divine.
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