QOTD

Part of Brooke Astor's statement of faith, read by her son at her funeral today:

I want the creatures, the animals and the birds to be a little less afraid of human beings, because I have blessed them and loved them, and far from doing them any harm, I have done them good. I want to leave trees rustling with my thoughts, trees that one day, long after my form has disappeared, shall still, in some mysterious way, cherish in their very beginnings their secret knowledge of me, so that when others seek shelter from the rain, or seek shade under their branches, they shall catch the peace that went from me. I want to leave the whole of nature nearer to the whole of man. I want to store up riches in the wind, and leave blessings traveling upward to the stars. I want to leave my roots in the grass, I want the tears that I have shed for the sake of high love to come again as dew. I want to leave nature richer for having known me. I want to leave my fellow many more sure there’s a divinity that shapes his end. I want to leave him with a wider vision and a greater sense of purpose. I want to leave him with the knowledge that death is nothing and life is everything. When I go from here, I want to leave behind me a deeper sense of God.

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