This is the last time I AM TRYING TO POST SOMETHING ON MY BLOG TODAY. I tried two other times and managed to delete my “interesting” comments as soon as I was finished. I was trying to write the 2nd installment of my adventures in publishingville, but gave up and instead decided to write these wonderful words by Albert Camus, found in a favorite book of mine, and illustrated by Corita Kent.

Great ideas, it has been said,
come into the world as gently as doves.
Perhaps then, if we listen attentively, we shall hear;
amid the uproar of empires and nations,
a faint flutter of wings, the gentle stirring of life and hope.
some will say that this hope lies in a nation;
others, in a man.
I believe rather that it is awakened, revived,
nourished by millions of solitary individuals
whose deeds and works everyday
negate frontiers and the crudest implications of history.
As a result, there shines forth fleetingly
the ever-threatened truth
that each and every man,
on the foundation of this own sufferings and joys,
builds for all.
Albert Camus

What are you building for others today?