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Never measure the height of a mountain until you have reached the top. Then you will see how low it was.
The only kind of dignity which is genuine is that which is not diminished by the indifference of others.
It was when Lucifer first congratulated himself upon his angelic behavior that he became the tool of evil.
Humility before the flower at the timber line is the gate which gives access to the path up the open fell.
The more faithfully you listen to the voices within you, the better you will hear what is sounding outside.
The life of simplicity is simple, but it opens to us a book in which we never get beyond the first syllable.
Your cravings as a human animal do not become a prayer just because it is God whom you ask to attend to them.
It is more important to understand the ground of your own behavior than to understand the motives of another.
The devils enter uninvited when the house stands empty. For other kinds of guests, you have to first open the door.
It is more noble to give yourself completely to one individual than to labor diligently for the salvation of the masses.
In the last analysis, it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions that life puts to us.
Be grateful as your deeds become less and less associated with your name, as your feet ever more lightly tread the earth.
This accidental meeting of possibilities calls itself I. I ask: what am I doing here? And, at once, this I becomes unreal.
What makes loneliness an anguish Is not that I have no one to share my burden, But this: I have only my own burden to bear.
Like the bee, we distill poison from honey for our self-defense--what happens to the bee if it uses its sting is well known.
At some moment I did answer "Yes" to someone or something. And from that hour on I was certain that existence is meaningful.
The big, shoe-thumping fellow continues as a dark thunderhead to threaten all unrepentant non-Communists with hail and thunder.
If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.
He is one of those who has had the wilderness for a pillow, and called a star his brother. Alone. But loneliness can be a communion.
Is life so wretched? Isn't it rather your hands which are too small, your vision which is muddled? You are the one who must grow up.
If a good person does you wrong, act as though you had not noticed it. They will make note of this and not remain in your debt long.
To forgive oneself? No, that doesn't work: we have to be forgiven. But we can only believe this is possible if we ourselves can forgive.
The longest journeyIs the journey inwards.Of him who has chosen his destiny, Who has started upon his quest For the source of his being.
The longest journey is the journey inwards. Of him who has chosen his destiny, Who has started upon his quest for the source of his being.
Maturity - among other things, the unclouded happiness of the child at play, who takes it for granted that he is at one with his play-mates.
Acts of violence-- Whether on a large or a small scale, the bitter paradox: the meaningfulness of death--and the meaninglessness of killing.
Forgiveness is the answer to the child's dream of a miracle by which what is broken is made whole again, what is soiled is made clean again.
Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find the right road.
A task becomes a duty from the moment you suspect it to be an essential part of that integrity which alone entitles a man to assume responsibility.
Life yields only to the conqueror. Never accept what can be gained by giving in. You will be living off stolen goods, and your muscles will atrophy.
The concept of loyalty is distorted when it is understood to mean blind acceptance. It is correctly interpreted when it is assumed to cover honest criticism.
Beneath the hush a whisper from long ago, promising peace of mind and a burden shared. No peace which is not peace for all, no rest until all has been fulfilled.
Your position never gives you the right to command. It only imposes on you the duty of so living your life that others can receive your orders without being humiliated.
Here man is no longer the center of the world, only a witness, but a witness who is also a partner in the silent life of Nature, bound by secret affinities of the trees.
In the presence of God, nothing stands between Him and us - we are forgiven. But we cannot feel His presence if anything is allowed to stand between ourselves and others.
You dare your Yes - and experience a meaning...You repeat your Yes - and all things acquire a meaning...When everything has a meaning, how can you live anything but a YES.
Destiny is something not be to desired and not to be avoided. A mystery not contrary to reason, for it implies that the world, and the course of human history, have meaning.
Better than other people.' Sometimes he says: 'That, at least, you are.' But more often: 'Why should you be? Either you are what you can be, or you are not - like other people.
Our work for peace must begin within the private world of each of us. To build for man a world without fear, we must be without fear. To build a world of justice, we must be just.
You wake from dreams of doom and--for a moment--you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love's calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn.
In a political context of the utmost significance, ["freedom from fear"] recognizes a human right which, in a broad sense, may be said to sum up the whole philosophy of human rights.
Everything will be all right - you know when? When people, just people, stop thinking of the United Nations as a weird Picasso abstraction and see it as a drawing they made themselves.
There is a point at which everything becomes simple and there is no longer any question of choice, because all you have staked will be lost if you look back. Life's point of no return.
Do not look back and do not dream about the future. It will neither give you back the past, nor satisfy your other daydreams. Your duty, your reward, your destiny, is in the present moment
Smiling, sincere, incorruptible - His body disciplined and limber. A man who had become what he could, And was what he was- Ready at any moment to gather everything Into one simple sacrifice.
The myths have always condemned those who 'looked back.' Condemned them, whatever the paradise may have been which they were leaving. Hence this shadow over each departure from your decision.
Each morning we must hold out the chalice of our being to receive, to carry, and give back. It must be held out empty - for the past must only be reflected in its polish, its shape, its capacity.
The light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that *I* exist.
The breaking wave and the muscle as it contracts obey the same law. Delicate line gathers the body's total strength in a bold balance. Shall my soul meet so severe a curve, journeying on its way to form?
It is not we who seek the Way, but the Way which seeks us. That is why you are faithful to it, even while you stand waiting, so long as you are prepared, and act the moment you are confronted by its demands.