Living well, Living good

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What Legacy was left which can help me in the art of living a good life.

"Resting in the bosom of Jesus"? If so, what about my Jewish loves, my Japanese dears, and my Muslin darlings. Into whose Bosom are they cuddled? There is always lurking quietly, the question of what certainty is there that i, even i, will be gathered into the gentle arms of the lord. I start to suspect that only with such blessed assurance will i be able to allow death its duties.

Life is pure adventure, and sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art.

Life seems to love the liver of it. Money and power can liberate only if they are used to do so.

When i think of death, and of late the idea has come with alarming frequency.

"Death, where is thy sting?"