Monday, April 30, 2007

"She never stumbles...

... she's got no place to fall."

Humility is like balance, as soon as you become conscious of it you're well on the way to losing it, and as soon as you start thinking how good yours is, you've lost it altogether.

Humility obviates humiliation, loss of humility leads to humiliation. If one is blessed, humiliation may lead to a restoration of humility, albeit temporary. ("Nobody has to guess...)

Here endeth the fortune cookie wisdom.


Catalyst said...

Oh, Lucy. If you fell, I hope you weren't hurt.

herhimnbryn said...

Hope all is fine now?

Brother Dave said...

I heard a thousand blended notes
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What Man has made of Man.


Wordsworth, (I think)

One of those in our childhood?

Zhoen said...

D sings that song to me.

Lucy said...

Oh my dears, nothing, only very small stuff, and all self-inflicted. Thank you so much for your concern and loving words; and Zhoen for knowing the words.
Brother Dave, yes I'm sure, there was a lot of Wordsworth! But whether a violet by a mossy stone or not, I cannot call myself a creature there were very few to love!