It is an old saying, and one of fearful and fathomless import, that we are forming characters for eternity. Forming characters? Whose? Our own or others? Both – and in that momentous act lies the peril and responsibility of our existence.
It is an old saying, and one of fearful and fathomless import, that we are forming characters for eternity. Forming characters? Whose? Our own or others? Both – and in that momentous act lies the peril and responsibility of our existence.