Poems, scrapbook clippings, and forgotten prose
Friday, May 17, 2013
THE IDEAL LIFE
. . .
"
The ideal life is in our blood and never will
Ibe still. We feel the thing we ought to be beating beneath the thing we are."
Bishop p'hillips Brooks.
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