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When Faith Burns Itself Out, 'tis God Who Dies And Thenceforth Proves Unavailing.

To Grasp The Meaning Of The World Of Today We Use A Language Created To Express The World Of Yesterday. The Life Of The Past Seems To Us Nearer Our True Natures, But Only For The Reason That It Is Nearer Our Language.

When You Want To Build A Ship, Then Do Not Drum The Men Together In Order To Procure Wood, To Give Instructions Or To Distribute The Work, But Teach Them Longing For The Wide Endless Sea.

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.

A Man's Age Is Something Impressive, It Sums Up His Life: Maturity Reached Slowly And Against Many Obstacles, Illnesses Cured, Griefs And Despairs Overcome, And Unconscious Risks Taken; Maturity Formed Through So Many Desires, Hopes, Regrets, Forgotten Things, Loves. A Man's Age Represents A Fine Cargo Of Experience And Memories.