Human Nature Is Not Obliged To Be

It Has Always Seemed To Me. Ever Since Early Childhood, Amid All The Commonplaces Of Life, I Was Very Near To A Kingdom Of Ideal Beauty. Between It And Me Hung Only A Thin Veil. I Could Never Draw It Quite Aside, But Sometimes A Wind Fluttered It And I Caught A Glimpse Of The Enchanting Realms Beyond-only A Glimpse-but Those Glimpses Have Always Made Life Worthwhile.

A Few Italics Really Do Relieve Your Feelings.

I Am Quite Likely To Re-act To The Opposite Extreme - To Feel Rapturously That The World Is Beautiful And Mere Existence Something To Thank God For. I Suppose Our 'blues' Are The Price We Have To Pay For Our Temperament. 'the Gods Don't Allow Us To Be In Their Debt.' They Give Us Sensitiveness To Beauty In All Its Forms But The Shadow Of The Gift Goes With It.

Dear Old World', She Murmured, 'you Are Very Lovely, And I Am Glad To Be Alive In You.

To Dispair Is To Turn Your Back On God.