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When Sir Isaac Newton died, he was humble. He said, “I don’t know what I may seem to the world. But as to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore and diverting myself now and then in finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than the ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.” **

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If I had to share my last words on a blog, I would still continue to search for meaning and remain a life long learner. There would be less of my words but more of everyone else’s perspective. I would want to comfort others and express empathy by a touch, a smile, eye contact, a tilt of the head, or a laugh. Empathy allows us to use multiple methods of communication and expression with all of our senses, intuition, and feelings.

The spirit of caring, and energy of compassion, is a kindness that transcends words. No act of kindness is too small; no recognition and appreciation for it undeserved.

Life is a continual purpose of awareness and seeking out the meaning and depth beyond the superficiality of words. A look, a promise, a vow are lifelong pursuits that outlive the futile attempt to put our deepest thoughts and grandest intentions into words.

I would thank those who have read my blog and allowed me to share my thoughts. I have been, and continue to be, so appreciative of the comments and heartfelt thoughts and responses shared with me. Finding other like-minded people in a very large world is a treasure. I would remain an idealist and hope to find other means of expression.

Speak while you can but be sure to find ways to listen to others’ words, and therein, create relationships and memories that last with them. They can be the storytellers when we cease to speak for ourselves.

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** Note: the source for most of these is the fantastic reference book Last Words of Notable People: Final Words of More than 3500 Noteworthy People Throughout History by William B. Brahms.

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My diary is a mirror telling the story of a dreamer who, a long, long time ago went through life the way one reads a book.

Anais Nin

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Are we writers because we live or do we live because we are writers?

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“We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.”

– Ernest Hemingway

“And what, you ask, does writing teach us? First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is a gift and a privilege, not a right.”

― Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”

― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.”

― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

“If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.”

― Toni Morrison

“If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”

― Stephen King

“Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”

― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

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Shakespeare, Lord Byron, Elizabeth Browning, Pearl Buck, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Ernest Hemingway, and Maya Angelou are some of our beloved men and women of letters. A “Man of Letters” is primarily concerned with literary and scholarly arts, the beauty of the written word and the value of humanism.

The concept of Humanism relates not just to the study of Humanities, but relates to any system or way in thought or action in which human interests, values and dignity predominate in philosophy or behavior.

Aha! Now you know why an Empathy Queen is interested!

Beyond all the brilliance in hand-written journals and diaries that capture our history and imagination, from Anne Frank to slavery, is the ability to capture great thought in the written word. Beautiful and eloquent thoughts have been shared in one’s own handwriting.

What a loss to realize that our children cannot read these works in their original form!

My heartfelt note and birthday wishes could not be read by my teenage recipient and that is when I realized how we have cheated this generation by giving up on Cursive writing. It is no longer taught in schools or part of educational curriculum. Spelling and grammar are not understood, nor appreciated, as they can be electronically corrected.

How can we transmit all of our history in handwritten love letters and documents of citizenship? Letters home have been a tradition of summer camp and kept as treasures, now relegated to relics of the last century. Papers and letters, censored or delivered in war torn areas by Red Cross delegations, speak of our greatest fears, loves, desires, horrors and history. Elie Wiesel wrote “Night” as his diary to remind us of what should never happen again. Ship manifests and hand-written applications filled Ellis Island to bring our descendants to America and record their personal effects, family members and birthdays. The Declaration of Independence and the signatures of our Founding Fathers cannot be read by our children.

Our humanity is in our hands and the way we brushstroke the letters of our signatures. Graphology provides us with clues to a writer’s character and personality when we can study the actual handwriting of an individual.

The beauty of linguistics and communication, a heartfelt note, a treasured thank you, Grandma’s well-kept recipes are part of our individual and family histories. The lost art of reading and writing cursive limits the notions of beauty and loyalty we can share and appreciate with our children.

Our signatures are bold, notable, remarkable and a lasting imprint; but only if we can read them.

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