My Creed

In some way, however small and secret, each of us is a little mad…

Everyone is lonely at bottom and tries to be understood;

but we can never entirely understand someone else,

and each of us remains part stranger even to those who love us…

It is the weak who are cruel; gentleness is be expected only from the strong…

Those who do not know fear are not really brave,

for courage is the capacity to confront what can be imagined…

You can understand people better if you look at them–

no matter how old or impressive they may be–

as if they are children.  

For most of us never mature; we simply grow taller…

Happiness comes only when we put our brains

and hearts to the farthes reaches of which we are capable…

The purpose of life is to matter–to count,

to stand for something,

to have it make some difference that we lived at all.

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