Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
where there is hatred, let me sow love...
...Grant that I may not
so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
Listening. One of the most difficult to do. Something we all take for granted in the noise fuzz of materialism and bass&drums of consumerism.
Listening. One of the most difficult to do. Especially in the deafening roar of our ego.
What am I doing about being a PPE student? I'm just merely a student taking 3 seperate majors. What does PPE hold for me, for the 60-odd of us? Let's hope more than what is.
Uncle T
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