Mostly I couldn't bear... the paltry notion that memory was all that eternal life really meant, and I spent too much time wondering where people got the fortitude or delusion to keep on moving past the static dead.

Gail Caldwell
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I have always thought that the most important thing in life is to be able to see the beauty in everything, for there is beauty in everything. But, after watching so many people get hit by life's storms, I began to think that maybe people are just too caught up in the future or past to see that there is beauty everywhere. I have seen so many people get older and not be able to see the beauty of today. Many are unable to appreciate their children, their parents, or even themselves. Most cannot see the joy they bring to others.

Source: Lets Take The Long Way Home: A Memoir Of Friendship

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