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Because Most People Are Not Sufficiently Employed In Themselves, They Run About Loose, Hungering For Employment, And Satisfy Themselves In Various Supererogatory Occupations. The Easiest Of These Occupations, Which Have All To Do With Making Things Already Made, Is The Making Of People: It Is Called The Art Of Friendship.

Daisy Was A Consciously Happy Young Woman Without Any Of The Usual Endowments That Make For Conscious Happiness, Money Apart. She Was Not Pretty, She Was Not Clever, She Had No Friends, No Talents, Nor Even An Imagination To Make Her Think She Was Happy When She Was Really Miserable. As She Was Never Miserable, She Had No Need Of An Imagination.

What Second Love Could She [olympias] Make Out Of Her Ruined First Love? The Second Love That Most Women Make Out Of Their First Love For Husbands Grows From A Mutual And Tacit Sadness In Both Husband And Wife That He Is Only In Rare Moments The Man Both Would Like Him To Be.

I Would Then Say That There Are Two Kinds Of Feeling. The First Is To Feel In The Sense Of Concentrating Your Emotions On Something Immediately Available For Your Understanding: You Make Your Understanding Out Of The Emotions You Have About It. The Second Is To Feel In The Sense Of Being Affected Without Trying To Understand: Something Is Felt, You Do Not Know What, And It Is More Important To Feel It Than To Try To Understand It, Since Once You Try To Understand It You No Longer Feel It.

I Believe That Misconceptions About Oneself That One Does Not Correct Where Possible Act As A Bad Magic.