Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always
lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.
Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.
There is something in every one of you that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself. It is the only true guide you will ever have. And if you cannot hear it, you will all of your life spend your days on the ends of strings that somebody else pulls.
There are two questions that we have to ask ourselves. The 1st is " Where am I going?" and the 2nd is "Who will go with me?"
If you ever get these questions in the wrong orderDuring times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable, even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism.
During times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable, even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism.
Often, to be free means the ability to deal with the realities of one's own situation so as not to be overcome by them.
The years, the months, the days, and the hours have flown by my open window. Here and there an incident, a towering moment, a naked memory, an etched countenance, a whisper in the dark, a golden glow these and much more are the woven fabric of the time I have lived.
And this is the strangest of all paradoxes of the human adventure; we live inside all experience, but we are permitted to bear witness only to the outside. Such is the riddle of life and the story of the passing of our days.