“It’s funny: I
always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox
full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the
sandpaper of patience. But then when I grew up I found that life handed you
these rusty bent old tools – friendships, prayer, conscience, honesty – and said
‘do the best you can with these, they will have to do’. And mostly, against all
odds, they do.”
Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Fatih
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