“who Are You?” One Who Has Waited

We Must Picture Hell As A State Where Everyone Is Perpetually Concerned About His Own Dignity And Advancement, Where Everyone Has A Grievance, And Where Everyone Lives The Deadly Serious Passions Of Envy, Self-importance, And Resentment.

What Draws People To Be Friends Is That They See The Same Truth. They Share It.

Progress Means Movement In A Desired Direction, And We Do Not All Desire The Same Things For Our Species.

As For All I Can Tell, The Only Difference Is That What Many See We Call A Real Thing, And What Only One Sees We Call A Dream.

Sainthood Lies In The Habit Of Referring The Smallest Actions To God.