The Externals Are Simply So Many Props;

I Do Believe It Is Possible To Create, Even Without Ever Writing A Word Or Painting A Picture, By Simply Molding One’s Inner Life. And That Too Is A Deed.

Thinking Gets You Nowhere. It May Be A Fine And Noble Aid In Academic Studies, But You Can't Think Your Way Out Of Emotional Difficulties. That Takes Something Altogether Different. You Have To Make Yourself Passive Then, And Just Listen. Re-establish Contact With A Slice Of Eternity.

Most People Write Off Their Longing For Friends And Family As So Many Losses In Their Lives, When They Should Count The Fact That Their Heart Is Able To Long So Hard And To Love So Much As Among Their Greatest Blessings.

I Don't Think I Have Nerves Of Steel, Far From It, But I Can Certainly Stand Up To Things. I Am Not Afraid To Look Suffering Straight In The Eyes.

How Rash To Assert That Man Shapes His Own Destiny. All He Can Do Is Determine His Inner Responses.