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The way we cry, and if our cryings be heard, the way they are attended to will set the walk. The way we are treated as toddlers, the way punishment may be meted out, will further the course. Kind- nesses, magnanimity of spirit, love--all will determine not only the paths we are led down, but also the paths we shall set for ourselves and travel ourselves-- pathos, bathos, ethos--until death deals an end to our earthly peregrinations. These spoors--the lives, the lanes, the passages we shall be traveling--will tell us, and others, about who we are, and were, and if we were befriended ever by others, and by ourselves. TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
AND IF OUR CRYINGS BE HEARD
The way we cry, and if our cryings be heard, the way they are attended to will set the walk. The way we are treated as toddlers, the way punishment may be meted out, will further the course. Kind- nesses, magnanimity of spirit, love--all will determine not only the paths we are led down, but also the paths we shall set for ourselves and travel ourselves-- pathos, bathos, ethos--until death deals an end to our earthly peregrinations. These spoors--the lives, the lanes, the passages we shall be traveling--will tell us, and others, about who we are, and were, and if we were befriended ever by others, and by ourselves. TOD HOWARD HAWKS
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Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
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