Great suffering brings with it the power of great endurance. When sorrow is deepest all the forces of patience and courage are banded together to do their duty. So while we are cowards before petty troubles, great sorrows make us brave by rousing our truer manhood.
We gain freedom when we have paid the full price.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.
Our creation is the modification of relationship.
Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
The heart wants to go on; that is its dharma. For unless it moves, it dies.