He Who Wants To Keep His Garden

Forgiving Is Forgetting, In Spite Of Remembering.

There Is A Point At Which Everything Becomes Simple And There Is No Longer Any Question Of Choice, Because All You Have Staked Will Be Lost If You Look Back. Life's Point Of No Return.

For The Sacrificed, In The Hour Of Sacrifice, Only One Thing Counts: Faith-alone Among Enemies And Skeptics. Faith, In Spite Of The Humiliation Which Is Both The Necessary Precondition And The Consequence Of Faith, Faith Without Any Hope Of Compensation Other Than He Can Find In A Faith Which Reality Seems So Thoroughly To Refute.

Never Let Success Hide Its Emptiness From You, Achievement Its Nothingness, Toil Its Desolation. And So...keep Alive The Incentive To Push On Further, That Pain In The Soul Which Drives Us Beyond Ourselves...do Not Look Back. And Do Not Dream About The Future, Either. It Will Neither Give You Back The Past, Nor Satisfy Your Other Daydreams. Your Duty, Your Reward - Your Destiny - Are Here And Now.

It Is Easy To Be Nice, Even To An Enemy - From Lack Of Character.