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I want to remember us this way—late September sun streaming through the window, bread loaves and golden bunches of grapes on the table, spoonfuls of hot soup rising to our lips, filling us with what endures.
It’s good to be just plain happy,
it’s a little better to know that you’re happy;
Headed to the Sahara, we crossed the Atlas Mountains. On the way, in the cedar groves in the national park, we saw monkeys. Then we visited nomads in their cozy, makeshift home; they radiated happiness and humble pride. We had lunch in a private home where we watched the bread being made and cooked over … Read more
All these ideas were swirling around in my thought with the desire to encourage you to wave your ennui goodbye and seize an opportunity that floats your boat.
Does focus on one’s inner vision compromise one’s outward life?
A friend? What is a friend? Just one, I repeat, with whom you dare to be yourself.”
Since there is no place large enough to contain so much happiness, you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you…
How exalting it is to meet the joy of life with appreciation and humble thankfulness.
Poems are rough notations for the music we are.
To feel sorry for yourself is one of the worst things you can can do to yourself.
