Perfection Is Reachednot When There's Nothing To

For I Do Not Want Any One To Read My Book Carelessly. I Have Suffered Too Much Grief In Setting Down These Memories. Six Years Have Already Passed Since My Friend Went Away From Me, With His Sheep. If I Try To Describe Him Here, It Is To Make Sure That I Shall Not Forget Him. To Forget A Friend Is Sad. Not Every One Has Had A Friend. And If I Forget Him, I May Become Like The Grown-ups Who Are No Longer Interested In Anything But Figures.

Once We Are Bound Together To Our Brothers By A Common Good That Is Outside Us, Then We Can Breathe. Experience Teaches Us That Love Is Not To Gaze At One Another But To Gaze In The Same Direction. There Is No Comradeship Except Through Unity On The Same Rope, Climbing Towards The Same Peak.

Of What Worth Are Convictions That Bring Not Suffering?

The Field Of Consciousness Is Tiny. It Accepts Only One Problem At A Time.

The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.