I am reminded of these cautionary watchwords from Virginia Woolf,
spoken by two of her best - known characters, two distraught mothers:
"There was no treachery too base
for the world to commit;
she knew that."
~ Mrs. Ramsay ~
from To The Lighthouse, 98
"She always had the feeling
that it was very, very dangerous
to live even one day."
~ Mrs. Dalloway ~
from Mrs. Dalloway, 11
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and this sad stanza from one of my all - time favorite Christmas songs:
"And in despair I bowed my head:
'There is no peace on earth,' I said;
'For hate is strong
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good will to men!'"
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
from "I Heard the Bells On Christmas Day"
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One of the best ever antidotes to cynicism are these
words of wisdom from dear, good, beautiful Anne Frank:
"It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart. I simply can't build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery, and death. I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too, I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that this cruelty too shall end, and that peace & tranquility will return once again."
Equally hopeful are these closing lines from "The Desiderata":
"With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be careful.
Strive to be happy."
Pastel December Sky
Or, as my friend Diane says, Cotton Candy Trees
See also
"Real Memorial Day"
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