Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter where it leads him.
Every moment is a golden one for him who has the vision to recognize it as such.
The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give enough of is love.
True strength lies in submission which permits one to dedicate his life, through devotion, to something beyond himself.
This is one colorful character. Take a look at his bio on Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Miller What a great life!
Have a great Wednesday, folks!
Until next time…