If you treat an individual as he is, he will remain how he is. But if you treat him as if he were what he ought to be and could be, he will become what he ought to be and could be.

Time…

Time is such a peculiar thing… Everything changes—technology, landscapes, societies and cultures, hearts. And yet if you look back 100 years ago, you’ll still perhaps find the essence of yourself in someone else. You’ll find that you identify with that same yearnings or fears of a 17 year old of the early 1900s. We’d find that for however much we might have changed aesthetically or even mentally as human beings and as a society, there’s still something inherent and empathic among all of us. Although time weathers all things, we can still feel connected to the hearts of those who’ve died on the battlefields of World War I, who manually farmed fields before ploughs were invented, who lost families and livelihoods to famines or natural disasters, who found hope in faith and love.

Time weathers all things, but somehow there are still things that live on, passed down from generation to generation. Despite whatever time passes, there are still perennial things that exist if you just look close enough. And that amazes me.