The dentuso is cruel and able and strong and intelligent. But I was more intelligent than he was. Perhaps not, he thought. Perhaps I was only better armed.

Time, in his view, was a short, sloppy path from Eve’s crayon box to the Messiah’s fire box.

Perhaps--the insight came suddenly--perhaps love existed in its truest, deepest form when one partner saw into the sul of the other and never shrank from what was discovered there.

We share in the spirit embodied in the Alcoholics Anonymous prayer, “Lord, give me the courage to change the things which can and ought to be changed, the serenity to accept the things which cannot be changed, and the wisdom to know the difference.

Written By Stephen R. Covey

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