Every morning, I shall concern myself anew about the boundary, Between the love-deed-Yes and the power-deed-No, And pressing forward honor reality. We cannot avoid, Using power, Cannot escape the compulsion, To afflict the world, So let us, cautious in diction, And mighty in contradiction, Love powerfully.

Man is like a tree. If you stand in front of a tree and watch it incessantly, to see how it grows, and to see how much it has grown, you will see nothing at all. But tend it at all times, prune the runners and keep it free of beetles and worms, and all in good time-it will come into its growth. It is the same with man: all that is necessary is for him to overcome his obstacles, and he will thrive and grow. But it is not right to examine him hour after hour to see how much has already been added to his stature.

It is not the nature of the task, but its consecration, that is the vital thing.

The future stands in need of you in order to be born.

One cannot in the nature of things expect a little tree that has been turned into a club to put forth leaves.

God wants man to fulfill his commands as a human being and with the quality peculiar to human beings.

When I meet a man, I am not concerned about his opinions. I am concerned about the man.