Should I feel happy for what I had? Should I feel sad for what I’ve lost? Should I take the value of what I still have? Or should I count the loss and its cost?
The culture of respect can be a fine thing, but one of the problems is that it can very easily degenerate into a culture of sycophancy and hypocrisy.
Life suddenly deals horrible shocks and one has to digest them and still carry on with the minutiae of daily life.
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One of the things, I think, that impedes my country in her progress, is our culture of opacity.