What Was Broken Will Never Be The

This Miracle Is In The Small Things Of Daily Life; We Must Live In The Understanding That At Every Moment There Is A Way Out Of Each Problem, The Way Of Finding That Which Is Missing, The Right Clue To The Decision Which Must Be Taken In Order To Change Our Entire Future.

Our Contradictions. We Are In Such A Hurry To Grow Up, And Then We Long For Our Lost Childhood. We Make Ourselves Ill Earning Money, And Then Spend All Our Money On Getting Well Again. We Think So Much About The Future That We Neglect The Present, And Thus Experience Neither The Present Nor The Future. We Live As If We Were Never Going To Die, And Die As If We Had Never Lived.

If Everyone There Just Lived Their Lives And Let Others Do The Same, God Would Be In Every Moment, In Every Grain Of Mustard, In The Fragment Of Cloud That Is There And Then Gone The Following Moment. God Was There And Yet People Believed They Still Had To Go On Looking, Because It Seemed Too Simple To Accept That Life Was An Act Of Faith.

I Can Speak To My Soul Only When The Two Of Us Are Off Exploring Deserts Or Cities Or Mountains Or Roads.

By Changing The Way You Do Routine Things You Allow A New Man To Grow Inside You.