Why cling to your past, when you can cuddle your present

It occurred to me that Australians are so surrounded with danger that they have evolved an entirely new vocabulary to deal with it.

Mendel had a remarkable nature as a boy. I’m not talking about miracles. Miracles are a burden for a tzaddik, not the proof of one. Miracles prove nothing except to those whose faith is bought very cheap, sir. There was something in Mendele. There was a fire.

The words which express our faith and piety are not definite; yet they are significant and fragrant like frankincense to superior natures.

Written By Henry David Thoreau

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