To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach for another is to risk involvement.
To expose your ideas, your dreams, before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To live is to risk dying. To believe is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The people who risk nothing, do nothing have nothing are nothing.
They may avoid suffering and sorrow, but they cannot learn,
Chained by their attitudes, they are slaves;
they have forfeited their freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
Trivia Question No. 2:
What year did the Pilgrims have their first Thanksgiving Feast?
Here's one guy's take on November:
And reaching into the cold heavens.
In these trees there is no ambition, no sodden body, no leaves,
Nothing but bare trunks climbing like cold fire!
My last walk in the trees has come. At dawn
I must return to the trapped fields,
To the obedient earth.
The trees shall be reaching all the winter.
It is a joy to walk in the bare woods.
The moonlight is not broken by the heavy leaves.
The leaves are down, and touching the soaked earth,
Giving off the odors that partridges love.
blessings on your risk-taking life . . .