In violent and chaotic times such as these, our only chance for survival lies in creating our own little islands of sanity and order, in making little havens of our homes.
Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings, they gradually begin to seem mild, harmless, rather engaging little things, not at all like the staring defects in other people's characters.
If you strike a thorn or rose, Keep a-goin! If it hails or if it snows, Keep a-goin! 'Tain't no use to sit and whine 'Cause the fish ain't on your line; Bait your hook an' keep on tryin'. Keep a-goin!