Miss Brooke’s large eyes seemed, like her religion, too unusual and striking.

Neither a wise man nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.

Reconnecting with a very old friend reminded me there is still good karma. Lives separate, twist, turn, and on occasion the universe throws you a bone in the form of a reunion that brings back a rush of good memories and renewed friendship. Just a little nudge nudge from the karma issuers that I must be on the right track. Good thoughts and actions, attracts good karma. Note to self.

Truth is the cry of all, but the game of few.

Written By George Berkeley

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