The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time.

The arms of love encompass you with your present, your past, your future, the arms of love gather you together.

A chief is a man who assumes responsibility. He says 'I was beaten,' he does not say 'My men were beaten.'

We are all youthful barbarians, and only our new toys bring us excitement. That has been the sole purpose of our flights. This one flies higher, that one faster. But now we will make ourselves at home. We will forget the machine, the tool. It is no longer complex; it does what it is supposed to do, unnoticed. And through this tool we will find again the old nature, the nature of the gardener, the navigator, the poet.

The friend within the man is that part of him which belongs to you and opens to you a door which never, perhaps, is opened to another. Such a friend is true, and all he says is true; and he loves you even if he hates you in other mansions of his heart.

It is in your act that you exist, not in your body. Your act is yourself, and there is no other you.

Once men are caught up in an event, they cease to be afraid. Only the unknown frightens men.