One of the British noblemen had left behind a big castle which contained priceless paintings.
The public could come and see them from time to time. One day a group of people were moving through the large rooms and admiring the paintings as they went.
One elderly woman never spoke a word but would repeatedly go close to each picture and examine it very carefully. After the visit, someone asked her what she thought of it all.
"It was perfect," she said with enthusiasm. "I could not find a speck of dust anywhere." How often we miss the beauties of life because we are so intent on looking for faults.
Someone puts it this way: "There is so much bad in the best of us, and so much good in the worst of us, that it is not fair for any of us to speak against the rest of us."