I did no know everything there was to know about myself, and knew that I did not know it.
John KnowlesIt was hard to remember in the heavy and sensual clarity of these mornings; I forgot whom I hated and who hated me. I wanted to break out crying from stabs of hopeless joy, or intolerable promise, or because these mornings were too full of beauty for me, because I knew of too much hate to be contained in a world like this.
John KnowlesYou have to do what you think is the right thing, but just make sure itโs the right thing in the long run, and not just for the moment.
John Knowles