I’ve written already about songs that are helping to keep me going. Every so often I stumble across a quote that helps, too. I’ve decided to post some. Here is the first in what should become an occasional series:
I looked at him with surprise. “St. John,” I said, “I think you are almost wicked to talk so. I am disposed to be content as a queen, and you try to stir me up to restlessness! To what end?”
“To the end of turning to profit the talents which God has committed to your keeping; and of which He will surely one day demand a strict account. . . .”
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre. Sure, variations on this theme pop up in the Bible (“From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked.” Luke 12:48 (New International Version)), and Spiderman (“With great power comes great responsibility.”), and goodness only knows where else. The Jane Eyre version, with the keeping of accounts and such, feels both academic and motivational. Odd combination.
I won’t try to explain how this quote relates to the fight against autism. I’m probably giving my writing too much credit, but I aspire to post stories that tend to make such explanation unnecessary.