My own story (1934)

Page scan 000256 from My own story

Record Details:

Title:
My own story
Date:
1934
Publisher:
Boston : Little, Brown, and Company
Volume:
My own story
Leaf #:
000256
Language:
English
Subjects:
Motion Pictures, Motion pictures--Biography
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Niles Essanay Silent Film Museum
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Date Added:
May 30, 2024
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MY OWN STORY given me so much fun. Until I learned from Doctor Murray not to fear, I hated the idea of death. Now I am not afraid. Once, a few years ago, I came close to death's door. So close that I could hear the dark wings of death beating above my head. And suddenly, to my great joy, I discovered that I no longer hated and feared death. It was as unterrif ying, as natural, as life itself. It was right. I knew that my time hadn't come then, but I knew that when it did come, it would be as simple as taking the hand of a friend and passing from one room into another. But I did not feel this way that first morning I went to hear Doctor Murray. It was from him I learned to open my heart to love. And where love is, fear cannot dwell. I walked out of Doctor Murray's lecture room a free woman. From that day until Doctor Murray's death, several years later, I never missed one of his talks. And from that day to this, I hope I have grown in faith. I know I have grown in richness of spirit and in happiness. Life took on a new and a larger meaning. I was no longer the center of my little private universe. By this time, I was living from hand to mouth. I didn't enjoy it, but I was not afraid. A week's engagement here; an evening's work there. I had 220