Too many deadlines to think clearly to post today. And so I'll leave you for the weekend with this gem from the grande dame of early 20th-century literature.
In spite of illness, in spite even of the archenemy sorrow, one can remain alive long past the usual date of disintegration if one is unafraid of change, insatiable in intellectual curiosity, interested in big things, and happy in small ways. —
Edith Wharton
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