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One Of Life's Best Coping Mechanisms Is To Know The Difference Between An Inconvenience And A Problem. If You Break Your Neck, If You Have Nothing To Eat, If Your House Is On Fire, Then You’ve Got A Problem. Everything Else Is An Inconvenience. Life Is Inconvenient. Life Is Lumpy. A Lump In The Oatmeal, A Lump In The Throat And A Lump In The Breast Are Not The Same Kind Of Lump. One Needs To Learn The Difference.

My Goal Now Is To Dance All The Dances As Long As I Can, And Then To Sit Down Contented After The Last Elegant Tango Some Sweet Night And Pass On Because There Wasn't Another Dance Left In Me.

But It Does No Good--solves Nothing--to Distance Myself From The Front Lines Of Human Need By Using The Mail As A Safe Shelter. I Believe That Serving The Best Ends Of Humanity Means Getting Out In The Middle Of It Just As It Is, Not Staying Home Writing Checks And Thinking Hopeful Thoughts. The World Does Not Need Tourists Who Ride By In A Bus Clucking Their Tongues. The World As It Is Needs Those Who Will Love It Enough To Change It, With What They Have, Where They Are. And You're Damned Right That's Idealistic. No Apology. When Idealism Goes Into The Trash As Junk Mail, We're Finished.

Remember The Little Seed In The Styrofoam Cup. The Roots Go Down And The Plant Goes Up And Nobody Really Knows How Or Why, But We Are All Like That.

Imagination Is More Important Than Information. Einstein Said That, And He Should Know. And They Come. And They Look. And We Push. And They Fly. We To Stay And Die On Our Beds. They To Go And Die Howsoever, Yet Inspiring Those Who Come After Them To Find Their Own Edge. And Fly.