It is the false shame of fools to try to conceal
wounds that have not healed.
Leaves are light, and useless, and idle, and
wavering, and changeable; they even dance; and yet God in his wisdom has made them a part of oaks. And in so doing he has given us a lesson,
not to deny the stout-heartedness within
because we see the lightsomeness without.
~Augustus William Hare and Julius Charles
Hare, Guesses at Truth, by Two Brothers, 1827
A man is rich in proportion to the number of
things he can afford to let alone.
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