Whenever I ponder these words, I weep with astonishment and gratitude...
They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?
(There's no recovering from wonder ... and the word "enthusiasm" is derived from the Greek, "entheos," which means "god-filled" ... )
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