Even Stone Can Be Worn Down With

We Lead Our Lives Like Water Flowing Down A Hill, Going More Or Less In One Direction Until We Splash Into Something That Forces Us To Find A New Course.

If A Few Minutes Of Suffering Could Make Me So Angry, What Would Years Of It Do? Even A Stone Can Be Worn Down With Enough Rain.

Adversity Is Like A Strong Wind. I Don't Mean Just That It Holds Us Back From Places We Might Otherwise Go. It Also Tears Away From Us All But The Things That Cannot Be Torn, So That Afterward We See Ourselves As We Really Are.

Some People Have Difficulty Telling The Difference Between Something Great And Something They've Simply Heard Of.

It Was What We Japanese Called The Onion Life, Peeling Away A Layer At A Time And Crying All The While.