Holding onto the good memories, fighting the bad memories and fearing the future are the greatest distractions from the beauty of the present moment.

for the wise old man was universally beloved, and ministered so beautifully to his flock that many of them thanked him all their lives for the help given to both hearts and souls.

They've done it before and they'll do it again and when they do it -- seems that only the children weep. Good night.

Pray look better, Sir... those things yonder are no giants, but windmills.

Written By Miguel de Cervantes

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