The soft pitter patter of the rain
slowly fogs up the view of the foliage
as we drive past Route 3.
Reality undermined gives way
to distorted images of what's to be
and will become.
In the darkness,
I see clearly now
more than I ever have.
Wemustneverpermitthe voiceof humanitywithinus tobe silenced. It is Man's sympathywithallcreatures thatfirst makeshimaMan.
--Albert Schweitzer
Everything can betakenfromamanorawomanbut one thing: thelast of human freedoms tochoose one's attitude in any givenset of circumstances, to chooseone'sownway.
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