When the morning's freshness has been replaced by the weariness of midday, when the leg muscles give under the strain, the climb seems endless, and suddenly nothing will go quite as you wish it is then that you must not hesitate.
Dag HammarskjoldIs 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.
Dag Hammarskjold