No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
There is no short-cut no patent tram-road, to wisdom. After all the centuries of invention, the souls path lies through the thorny wilderness which must still be trodden in solitude, with bleeding feet, with sobs for help, as it was trodden by them of old time.
What is opportunity to the man who can't use it An unfecundated egg, which the waves of time wash away into nonentity.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories