Not that I have lost any hope. All the goodness and the heroisms will rise up again, then be cut down again and rise up. It isn’t that the evil thing wins — it never will — but that it doesn’t die. I don’t know why we should expect it to. It seems fairly obvious that two sides of a mirror are required before one has a mirror, that two forces are necessary in man before he is man.
Thanks to Maria Popova’s Brain Pickings for this.
We’ll get through this, I keep telling myself. We have to. Two sons on the way can push a lot of positivity up to the surface, to keep you going, even when everyone supposedly in charge are leading us with ineffectual means.
Still, I feel like we’d be out of this situation if our parents knew how to use the internet properly
Thanks for reading,