All Paths Are The Same, Leading Nowhere.

A Warrior Takes His Lot, Whatever It May Be, And Accepts It In Ultimate Humbleness. He Accepts In Humbleness What He Is, Not As A Grounds For Regret But As A Living Challenge.

For Me There Is Only The Traveling On Paths That Have Heart, On Any Path That May Have Heart, And The Only Worthwhile Challenge Is To Traverse Its Full Length--and There I Travel Looking, Looking Breathlessly.

Inner Silence Works From The Moment You Begin To Accrue It. What The Old Sorcerers Were After Was The Final Dramatic, End Result Of Reaching That Individual Threshold Of Silence.

Challenges Cannot Possibly Be Good Or Bad. Challenges Are Simply Challenges.

Fright Never Injures Anyone. What Injures The Spirit Is Having Someone Always On Your Back, Beating You, Telling You What To Do And What Not To Do