Do dolls invite abuse, with their dent-able heads, those tight little painted-on or stitched-in grins? Hurt me, big botched being, they whine in a dialect only puritans and the frequently punished can hear.
I have heard with admiring submission the experience of the lady who declared that the sense of being perfectly well-dressed gives a feeling of inward tranquility which religion is powerless to bestow.
My mother used to have little words of wisdom for each and every situation. I just assumed they were all folk sayings or momisms. I heard many times, "Tell the truth and shame the devil." Until today, I never knew it came from Shakespeare!
O! while you live, tell the truth, And shame the devil!
More often than not, I've found, a rut is a consequence of sticking to tried and tested methods that don't take into account how you or the world has changed. It's like your mother serving you the same breakfast you loved as a child. You push the meal away half-eaten and she says, "But you always loved Cocoa Puffs and pork sausage." That was then, this is now.
I also hate those holidays that fall on a Monday where you don't get mail, those fake holidays like Columbus Day. What did Christopher Columbus do, discover America? If he hadn't, somebody else would have and we'd still be here. Big deal.
Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own; and from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, it is but a succession of changes so gentle and easy that we can scarcely mark their progress.