Glass

A tale of everyday reality movingly told.

Everyday to work, I pass by a man on the street begging for quarters. I pretend that I do not see him. I stare into the distence ahead, but the ugliness of the world creeps in through the window of my eyes. It shames me to walk past him and I always lower my eyes, because if I look at him, I see in his eyes a question: what separtes you from me ?

Nothing, and that is what really frightens me !

Zed:

Don`t ever give up trying. I see promises in you.

Ralph Waldo Emerson in an address on ``Literary Ethics`` said this in June,1837:

``You will hear everyday the maxims of a low prudence. You will hear that the first duty is to get land and money, place and name. `What is this Truth you seek? What is this Beauty?` men will ask with derison. If nevertheless God s have called any of you to explore truth and beauty, be bold, be firm, be true. When you shall say, ``as others do, so will I: I renounce, I am sorry for it, my early visions; I must eat the good of the land and let learning and romantic expectations go, until a more convenient season``......then dies the man in you; then once more perish the buds of art, poetry, science, as they have died already in a thousand thousand men. The hour of that choice is the crisis of your history, and see that you hold yourself fast by the intellect.``

Copy this and have it framed beside the mirror in your bathroom, so you will read it every morning.

Now, some suggestions:
--line 4 merits a period, not a comma
--line 10 the second `its` s/b `it is`
--line 15 `talking to the driver` is unnecessary. Especially more so as you have used
`talking` in the same line again.

Look forward to more contributions from you,

regards,