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Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is read more
Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.
Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around.
Weep not that the world changes--did it keep
A stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
Weep not that the world changes--did it keep
A stable, changeless state, it were cause indeed to weep.
To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be read more
To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue
always the same? Change, indeed, is painful; yet ever needful;
and if Memory have its force and worth, so also has Hope.
Your current safe boundries were once unknown frontiers. -Unknown.
Your current safe boundries were once unknown frontiers. -Unknown.
How chang'd since last her speaking eye
Glanc'd gladness round the glitt'ring room,
Where high-born men were read more
How chang'd since last her speaking eye
Glanc'd gladness round the glitt'ring room,
Where high-born men were proud to wait--
Where Beauty watched to imitate.
