"He felt that he was in possession of some impossible good news, which made every other thing a triviality, but an adorable triviality."
-- G.K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday, Chapter XV
Monday, January 22, 2007
Evening by G.K. Chesterton
Thought I'd pass along this capturing of the essence of gratitude from Gilbert Keith:
Evening
Here dies another day During which I have had eyes, ears, hands And the great world round me; And with tomorrow begins another. Why am I allowed two?
No comments:
Post a Comment