What you must dare: is to be yourself.

You take the pen, and the lines dance. You take the flute and the notes shimmer. You take the brush, and the colors sing. So all things have meaning and beauty in that space beyond time where you are. How, then, can I hold back anything from you?

Each morning we must hold out the chalice of our being to receive, to carry, and give back. It must be held out empty - for the past must only be reflected in its polish, its shape, its capacity.

If a good person does you wrong, act as though you had not noticed it. They will make note of this and not remain in your debt long.

Your position never gives you the right to command. It only imposes on you the duty of so living your life that others can receive your orders without being humiliated.

On the bookshelf of life, God is a useful work of reference, always at hand but seldom consulted.

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