the clues that are to the mind of the reader the possible keys to his own self-quarrels, his own predicament.
Butterflies don’t write books, neither do lilies or violets. Which doesn’t mean they don’t know, in their own way, what they are.
Give them the fields and the woods and the possibility of the world salvaged from the lords of profit. Stand them in the stream, head them upstream, rejoice as they learn to love this green space they live in, its sticks and leaves and then the silent, beautiful blossoms.
Attention is the beginning of devotion.
the sustentation of empathy (the first step of what Keats called negative capability)
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