is not a dress ready-made, but material to be cut, and sew.
an apartment is not ready, but
a home designed, constructed, maintained and often repaired.
not conquered a peak, but climbing
exciting and painful falls.
There is a solid anchor in the harbor of happiness, but it is a
weigh anchor, is a journey in the middle of the sea.
is not a triumphal arch that marks one of the smiles and applause, but
is a multitude of "yes" that punctuate the life
among a multitude of "no" that clears the way.
It is the sudden appearance of a new life, perfect from birth,
but spring and source of river journey along the many meandering
few times in the dry, sometimes overflowing
but always on the way to the endless sea.
[Quoist Michel, Claudia]
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