Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Thoughts on Turning 60.

This life is nothing but the blink of an eyelid in an incomprehensible and infinite universe:

As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. (Psalm 103)

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