You remember when you were maybe five years old and you went out in the morning and you looked at the day – and it was a very, very beautiful day. You looked at flowers and they were very beautiful flowers. Twenty-five years later, you get up in the morning, you take a look at the flowers – they are wilted. The day isn’t a happy day. Well, what’s changed? You know they are the same flowers, it’s the same world. Something must have changed. Well, probably it was you.
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