human
Gentle and beautiful! repeated the oracle.
gpt
Yes! every thing seems beautiful to the young. If I could remember ever feeling young, I dare say beautiful memories would come back to me. 'Tis very strange, though, that the older I grow, the pleasanter are the pictures that are reflected on my mind. The way grows smoother and clearer. I suppose it is like going out on a dark night--at first you can hardly see the hand before you, but as you go groping along, it lightens up more and more.