A touch of berry frosting
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November 11, 2010
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.
~ John McCrae
(November 30, 1872 – January 28, 1918)
(November 30, 1872 – January 28, 1918)
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November 9, 2010
An optimist is a person who sees only the lights in the picture, whereas a pessimist sees only the shadows.
An idealist, however, is one who sees the light and the shadows, but in addition sees something else:
the possibility of changing the picture, of making the lights prevail over the shadows.
~ Felix Adler
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