| anyone can carry his burden, however hard, until nightfall.
anyone can do his work, however hard, for one day.
anyone can live sweetly, patiently, lovingly, purely, till the sun goes down.
and this is all that life really means.
~ robert louis stevenson
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 | And the sun goes down sometimes unexpectedly, with no warning, before we are ready, but we can carry on as we remember the memory of the beautiful light. | -- Jc, 7/2/08
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