I Have Only My Own Burden To

Acts Of Violence-- Whether On A Large Or A Small Scale, The Bitter Paradox: The Meaningfulness Of Death--and The Meaninglessness Of Killing.

What Makes Loneliness An Anguish Is Not That I Have No One To Share My Burden, But This: I Have Only My Own Burden To Bear.

The Life Of Simplicity Is Simple, But It Opens To Us A Book In Which We Never Get Beyond The First Syllable.

It Is More Noble To Give Yourself Completely To One Individual Than To Labor Diligently For The Salvation Of The Masses.

Forgiveness Is The Answer To The Child's Dream Of A Miracle By Which What Is Broken Is Made Whole Again, What Is Soiled Is Made Clean Again.