My uncle just sent me a lovely birthday card where he put some of his favorite quotes. They included "A peasant must stand a long time on a hill with his mouth open before a roast duck flies in" (Chinese Proverb) and a quote from the Desiderata by Max Ehrmann. My mom had this poem on the bathroom wall. It was a heavy plastic thing, sort of like a self-help 1980s self-help poster, but I read this poem over and over. I'm not religious, but if I had a religion, this would describe it. Having my uncle remind me of the line "With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world" made me want to revisit the piece. It still rings true for me. It's self-helpy without feeling self-helpy.
If you haven't seen it, here it is. If you know it already, here it is again: