Thoughts I Met on the Highway by Ralph Waldo Trine
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with but few, if any exceptions, that the more noble and worthy and
thoughtful the nature, the more it is continually looking for the best there is to be found in every life. Instead of judging or condemning, or acquiring the habit that eventually leads to this, it is looking more closely to and giving its time to living more worthily itself. It is in this way continually unfolding and expanding in beauty and in power; it is finding an ever-increasing happiness by the admiration and the love that such a life is always, even though all unconsciously, calling to itself from all sources. It is the life that pays by many fold. * * * * * We just shake hands at meeting With many that come nigh We nod the head in greeting To many that go by-- But welcome through the gateway Our few old friends and true; Then hearts leap up, and straightway There's open house for you. Old friends. There's open house for you! _Gerald Massey_ * * * * * |
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