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 his right road.

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.

Time goes by: reputation increases ability declines.

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.

Only one feat is possible: not to have run away.

Life only demands from you the strength you possess.

We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.

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.

How Forgiveness Helps Us 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 again made clean.

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.

Friendship needs no words-it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

Only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find his right road.

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 illuminated by the steady radiance renewed daily of a wonder the source of which is beyond all reason.

Life only demands from the strength you possess. Only one feat is possible - not to have run away.

Only one feat is possible: not to have run away.

Only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find his right road.

It is when we all play safe that we create a world of utmost insecurity.

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.

Is life so wretched? Isn't it rather your hands which are too small your vision which is muddied? You are the one who must grow up.

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.

The present moment is significant not as the bridge between past and future but by reason of its contents which can fill our emptiness and become ours if we are capable of receiving them

Time goes by: reputation increases ability declines.

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.

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.