Muriel Strode
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Attitude is a transformative faculty. What goes in a sorrow, through the alchemy of self, can come out a song.
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Beauty is all-healing.... I will come with great draughts of remedy for my spirit! Turn on the roses!... I am body-ill from the endless flow of life's drab-grey!
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Labor is saving, but drudgery has damned my soul, the task without the illumination. It eats at life. It devours the vitals. It leaves one insensate, save to weariness.... My hands are hard, but my soul is still in bondage.... I will be about my real task, that work that is a privilege, not an infliction, not a penance, - the work that I love, and the work that loves me!
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Life is beautiful, only we haven't known how to keep it radiant and rosy-cheeked and lovely. We have allowed it to become sickly, with green and ashen hue. We do not know how to accept life.... Clumsy of soul, we do not know how to open our hearts like the flowers that receive the dew, nor lean like the leaves when the breeze would kiss them. There are dawns to which we never open, and singing winds to which our breasts are dumb.
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Life is life, until it is what we make of it. Hemp is hemp, - until it is a life-line or a hangman's rope.
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Truth is light of foot like a fawn, not heavy like lead. It is young with the spirit of youth, but we bend it with weight in its still young years.