finish each day and be done with it.
you have done what you could.
some blunders and absurdities
no doubt have crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely
and with too high a spirit
to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
this day is all that is good and fair.
it is too dear,
with it's hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on yesterdays.
beauty without expression is boring.
i love unlikely friendships.
a friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
i simply cannot believe how quickly time passes.
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