Most of the truly great things that men have ever done go unrecorded. We should not delude ourselves that the storehouse of goodness is exhausted by what little we know.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Unexpected Meditation XXI
Posted by verily prosaic at 6:21 AM
Labels: aphorisms, goodness, meditation
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