A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us.
I remembered the fox. One runs the risk of crying a bit if one allows oneself to be tamed.
Perfection is not when there is no more to add, but no more to take away.
The field of consciousness is tiny. It accepts only one problem at a time. Get into a fist fight, put your mind on the strategy of the fight, and you will not feel the other fellow's punches.
As for the future, your task is not to foresee it, but to enable it.
There is no growth except in the fulfillment of obligations.