A Warrior, On The Other Hand, Is

Within These Premises, The Only Thing One Can Be Is An Impeccable Mediator. One Is Not The Player In This Cosmic Match Of Chess, One Is Simply A Pawn On The Chessboard. What Decides Everything Is A Conscious Impersonal Energy That Sorcerers Call Intent Or The Spirit.

One ,must Have Something To Die For In Order To Have Something To Live For

There Are Lots Of Things A Warrior Can Do At A Certain Time Which He Couldn't Do Years Before. Those Things Themselves Did Not Change; What Changed Was His Idea Of Himself.

When A Man Has Fulfilled All Four Of These Requisites-to Be Wide Awake, To Have Fear, Respect, And Absolute Assurance-there Are No Mistakes For Which He Will Have To Account; Under Such Conditions His Actions Lose The Blundering Quality Of The Acts Of A Fool. If Such A Man Fails, Or Suffers A Defeat, He Will Have Lost Only A Battle, And There Will Be No Pitiful Regrets Over That.

All Of Us, Whether Or Not We Are Warriors, Have A Cubic Centimeter Of Chance That Pops Out In Front Of Our Eyes From Time To Time. The Difference Between An Average Man And A Warrior Is That The Warrior Is Aware Of This, And One Of His Tasks Is To Be Alert, Deliberately Waiting, So That When His Cubic Centimeter Pops Out He Has The Necessary Speed, The Prowess, To Pick It Up.