Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many coloured lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.
–Ralph Waldo Emerson
Grannymar
Life is a story, and I am a little part of it.
Thanks, I posted it on Facebook. We only see what we want to see.
Gerlinde, I keep a long list of quotes I like and dip into them to use for these Sunday posts. Last November, I lined up about six to fill the weeks to the end of the year. Since I was away last week and unable to connect to the internet, they helped fill the void.
Good old Ralph, I knew him well…a very perceptive thought.
I have several of his thoughts in my collection.
When I try to understand someone, I find it’s not easy & maybe impossible. I’m not in their lens or focus.
BHB, we may not always get through to the core of everyone we come across. I do try, but sometimes it is best to walk away for the sake of all concerned.
what a delectable quote, visual words…thanks
You are welcome, Cathy!
I’m too tired to make sense of this one, that or too blonde…
Brighid, no problem. Just don’t sit up all night thinking about it, or it will dawn on you! 😉
Oh, this is lovely, Grannymar, and makes me want to head as fast as possible to my own copy of Emerson. Such a wise and measured man. Thank you: and may your new year be full of the small happinesses which make life wonderful.
Kate, how true, it is the little things in life that matter most!