Uncloistered

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  “She gazed ahead through a long reach of future days strung together like pearls in a rosary, every one like the others, and all smooth and flawless and innocent, and her heart went up in thankfulness. Outside was the fervid summer afternoon; the air was filled with the sounds of the busy harvest of men and birds and bees; there were halloos, metallic clatterings, sweet calls, and long hummings. Louisa sat, prayerfully numbering her days, like an uncloistered nun.” A New England Nun By Mary E. Wilkins Freeman (1852–1930)

Truth never needs updating.

A music teacher was visited by an old friend who greeted him with, “So . . . what’s the good news today?”

Taking a tuning fork out of his shirt pocket, the teacher walked across the room, and struck the fork. As the note sounded out across the room he said, “That is the sound of an ‘A.’ It is ‘A’ today; it was ‘A’ five thousand years ago, and it will be ‘A’ a thousand years from now. The soprano upstairs sings off-key. The tenor across the hall falls flat on high notes, and the piano downstairs is out of tune.”

He struck the fork again and said, “That is ‘A’, my friend, and that’s the good news for today.”

Winston Churchill is quoted as saying, "Truth is incontrovertible. Panic may resent it; ignorance may deride it; malice may distort it; but there it is."

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