“A single gentle rain
makes the grass many shades greener.
So our prospects brighten
on the influx of better thoughts.
We should be blessed
if we lived in the present always,
and took advantage
of every accident that befell us,
like the grass which confesses the influence
of the slightest dew that falls on it;
and did not spend our time
in atoning for the neglect
of past opportunities,
which we call doing our duty.
We loiter in winter
while it is already spring.
In a pleasant spring morning
all men's sins are forgiven.
Such a day is a truce to vice.”
- Henry David Thoreau
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