The lullaby is the spell whereby the mother attempts to transform herself back from an ogre to a saint.
Have you not succeeded? Continue! Have you succeeded? Continue!
The first great thing is to find yourself and for that you need solitude and contemplation - at least sometimes. I can tell you deliverance will not come from the rushing noisy centers of civilization. It will come from the lonely places.
It is better to go skiing and think of God, than go to church and think of sport.
Never stop because you are afraid - you are never so likely to be wrong. Never keep a line of retreat: it is a wretched invention. The difficult is what takes a little time; the impossible is what takes a little longer.
I demolish my bridges behind me - then there is no choice but forward.
Love is life's snow. It falls deepest and softest into the gashes left by the fight - whiter and purer than snow itself.
All the dead bolts, pulled shades and hidden knives in the world couldn't protect you from the truth.
Love is too young to know what conscience is.
The artful pitcher must take the inevitable peaks and valleys of pitching in stride and never give in to the batters or lose sight of hisher own strengths.
It is amazing to observe how many psychologists and psychiatrists have accepted this sort of propaganda, and have come to believe that homosexual males and females are discretely different from persons who respond to natural stimuli. Instead of using these terms as substantives which stand for persons, or even as adjectives to describe persons, they may better be used to describe the nature of the overt sexual relations, or of the stimuli to which an individual erotically responds.