are indeed a short measure in the music of time. Most of our time is wasted in doubt and pointless activity punctuated by tragedy: The crushed ambition, the silly squabble that turns into a family feud, and the agony of bereavement. Yet when we least expect it, there is a sudden moment of grace--a moment that bathes the mystery of life in the light of perfection.from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Today: A Reading of 'Proportion' by Ben Jonson
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We've all been there: backs up against the wall, dragged into an argument that appears to have no end. We know we're right, we've stated why and can't understand why the people around us aren't listening! The words go back and forth until the actual point is lost. We just want to have the last word. from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Today: A Reading of 'The Last Word' by Matthew Arnold
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