Joy appears now in the little things. The big themes remain tragic but a leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the taste of coffee... Joy accompanied me as I walked to the press. The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.
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