He Who Wants To Keep His Garden

Like Wind-- In It, With It, Of It. Of It Just Like A Sail, So Light And Strong That, Even When It Is Bent Flat, It Gathers All The Power Of The Wind Without Hampering Its Course. Like Light-- In Light, Lit Through By Light, Transformed Into Light. Like The Lens Which Disappears In The Light It Focuses. Like Wind. Like Light. Just This--on These Expanses, On These Heights.

Pray That Your Loneliness May Spur You Into Finding Something To Live For, Great Enough To Die For.

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.

God Does Not Die On The Day When We Cease To Believe In A Personal Deity, But We Die On The Day When Our Lives Cease To Be Illumined By The Steady Radiance, Renewed Daily, Of A Wonder, The Source Of Which Is Beyond All Reason.

The 'great' Commitment Is So Much Easier Than The Ordinary Everyday One.