Sometimes...
I feel like I’m half a piece of a crushed sand grain in the sea of life. And I think to myself - why even try?
posted by Lonesome Dreamer @ 6:29 p.m.
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To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded. ~ Emerson
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