Thursday, January 03, 2008

Beautiful soul

I am beautiful... I believe...

The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is a man of high and heroic temper.

-- Aristotle
.....for I can still feel happy, laugh, and hold my head high despite one blow after another. Not a fan of boxing/wrestling, but I understand that you are not lost no matter now many blows you received, as long as you can stand up again.

Here am I, looking forward to the daffodils when everyone is thinking "snow" and "cold". I could bet that there will be no snow today-my joints told me so.

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