One might suppose that those destined to accomplish these butcheries
of men would be despised! No, they are loaded with honors. They are
clad in gold and in resplendent garments; they wear plumes on their
heads and ornaments on their breasts, and they are given crosses,
rewards, titles of every kind." - Guy de Maupassant
Your sentiments and peeves , mi amor, is nothing new or has it not been ehoed
by sensible souls like us through the centuries. Cheer up, dear, you're not
really alone. There are some kindred spirits out there who ache and sob over
the injustices of this world. Their voices may never be heard. But wouldn't that be far better off than to suffer in silence. We, who are in the business of humanitarian services must be aware how fragile and nil our lofty ideals are.
But then if we don't do our minute part in this sometimes lousy, sometimes
exciting game of living, how then do we fulfill our earhtly task and mission
and thereby attain our destiny. I still believe that what little thing we can do
at the moment, let's do with all our might like no one else can ever do it at all.
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