I was surprised to find myself so much fuller of faults than I had imagined; but I had the satisfaction of seeing them diminish. 

 

Washington's body organized the space around it, as a dancer's arms or legs seem to stretch beyond the tips of the fingers or toes. When he entered a room or a crowd, he was noticed. 

 

This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The ones who made us are always looking for the ones who made them. They go in, fold their hands, look around their feet, sing songs... and when they come out it's usually me they find. I've picked up a lot of business on this spot.