“For there were limits around our minds which sometimes we chose to set, not because we could not see but because we preferred not to see.  So far we may be willing to go: we know what to expect.  But no further; for beyond that boundary we are afraid.  Our experience makes cowards of us; we want its’ security even if it limits us.  We know that many who strike out beyond this boundary are lost.  But not all.  Some manage it.  And when we envy them, we forget the risks they took.  We think their boundaries have always been so broad and limitless.  We forget they took the effort of pushing them outwards.  Effort and risk.  Instead we talk of luck…”

-Helen MacInnes, Friends and Lovers

For Milt-  a New Year thought