I Think What Weakens People Most Is

Our Desire Must Be Like A Slow And Stately Ship, Sailing Across Endless Oceans, Never In Search Of Safe Anchorage. Then Suddenly, Unexpectedly, It Will Find Mooring For A Moment.

We Have To Fight Them Daily, Lake Fleas, Those Many Small Worries About The Morrow, For They Sap Our Energies.

One Must Also Accept That One Has 'uncreative' Moments. The More Honestly One Can Accept That, The Quicker These Moments Will Pass.

I'm Afraid I Did Not Pray Hard Enough Last Night.

Suffering Has Always Been With Us; Does It Really Matter In What Form It Comes? All That Matters Is How We Bear It And How We Fit It Into Our Lives.