"People grow old only by deserting their ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope as old as your despair. In the central place of every heart there is a recording chamber. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer and courage, so long are you young. When your heart is covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then, and then only, are you grown old. And then, indeed as the ballad says, you just fade away." Douglas Macarthur
I love this quote. I hope we always dream, have ideals, instill them on our children, never lose hope, find our compass point, stay focused, and work for the highest good in every way, with all our talent and devotion. And when despair visits us, I dearly hope we find the strength and passion to separate wrong from right and to fight our way through the dark time into the light, no matter what it takes.
Tomorrow is Friday. Make it wonderful.
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