A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:; Its loveliness increases; it will never; Pass into nothingness; but still will keep; A bower quiet for us, and a sleep; Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing;
As a people, we have become obsessed with Health. There is something fundamentally, radically unhealthy about all this. We do not seem to be seeking more exuberance in living as much as staving off failure, putting off dying. We have lost all confidence in the human body.
__Lewis Thomas, The Medusa and the Snail, 1979
Count your blessings instead of your crosses;; Count your gains instead of your losses; Count your joys instead of your woes;; Count your friends instead of your foes; Count your smiles instead of your tears;; Count your courage instead of your fears; Count your full years instead of your lean;; Count your kind deeds instead of your mean; Count your health instead of your wealth;; Count on God instead of yourself;