Quote by Anne Herbert

Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty.


Practice random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beaut

Summary

This quote encourages individuals to engage in acts of kindness and beauty without any particular reason or expectation in mind. It suggests that we should strive to spread positivity and goodness in the world without needing a specific motive or reward. By practicing random acts of kindness, we can make a positive impact on others' lives, and senseless acts of beauty encourage us to find joy and appreciation in the simple, aesthetically pleasing aspects of life. Ultimately, this quote inspires us to cultivate a compassionate and appreciative mindset while actively seeking opportunities to make the world a better place.

By Anne Herbert
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