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“The world is so full of a number of things, I’m sure we should all be as happy as kings.”  While bedridden with tuberculosis, Robert Louis Stevenson wrote this little homily in 1883 as part of A Child’s Garden of Verses. Before I completed recovery, I would read this and it only angered me....