The old things meant to be passed down, they are the best things distilled out of thousands of years of experience. But somehow in the last century we decided our own lives were too important, that fast cars covered with chrome, and television, and computers made us better than our ancestors. That’s the lie that kills the great things.
From the book I just finished reading a little while ago. It was a perfect day for reading, very cold, mostly grey and fairly dark and with a little snow.