"You are lions, you are souls, pur infinite and perfect. The might of the universe is within you. Why weepest though, my friend? There is no disease or misery for thee, but though art like the infinite sky; clouds of variuos colours come over it, play for a moment, then vanish. But the sky is ever the same eternal blue."
January 1, 1970
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