Anger is a killing thing: it kills the man who angers, for each rage leaves him less than he had been before - it takes something from him.
I fear there will be no future for those who do not change.
What can the will do when the heart commands?
Sometimes we have the dream but we are not ourselves ready for the dream. We have to grow to meet it.
It is better to fear a little. One is cautious then.
The wind was cold off the mountains and I was a naked man with enemies behind me, and nothing before me but hope.