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“‘No matter what we dream, / What we dream is true.’ Written by Fernando Pessoa in the European summer of 1916, the opening two lines of this English poem resonate with one of his lifelong maxims about art: the more I dream, the less real, the less personal I become—the more I dream the less I am simply myself.”

— Patricio Ferrari & Jerónimo Pizarro, from the preface to No Matter What We Dream: Selected English Poems of Fernando Pessoa, eds. Patricio Ferrari & Jerónimo Pizarro (Tell-a-story, 2014)

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A student once asked anthropologist Margaret Mead, “What is the earliest sign of civilization?” The student expected her to say a clay pot, a grinding stone, or maybe a weapon. Margaret Mead thought for a moment, then she said, “A healed femur.” A femur is the longest bone in the body, linking hip to knee. In societies without the benefits of modern medicine, it takes about six weeks of rest for a fractured femur to heal. A healed femur shows that someone cared for the injured person, did their hunting and gathering, stayed with them, and offered physical protection and human companionship until the injury could mend. Mead explained that where the law of the jungle—the survival of the fittest—rules, no healed femurs are found. The first sign of civilization is compassion, seen in a healed femur.

— Ira Byock, The Best Care Possible: A Physician’s Quest to Transform Care Through the End of Life (x)