Resting kindly

Where is our comfort but in the free, uninvolved, finally mysterious beauty and grace of this world, that we did not make, that has no price?

Where is our sanity but there?

Where is our pleasure but in working and resting kindly in the presence of this world?

Wendell Berry, The Art of the Commonplace

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