It is wisest and best to fix our attention on the beautiful and the good, and dwell as little as possible on the evil and false...
freedom always came nibbling my thought,
just as— often, in light, on the open hills—
you can pass an antelope and not know
and look back, and then— even before you see—
there is something wrong about the grass.
And then you see.
That's the way everything in the world is waiting.