Sometimes the silent introspection of a person
is taken as coldness of character, when in fact it
may be just the fuel by which the flame of a pure ideal
is kept alive in that soul, illuminating the paths of the spirit
in the process of development.
“Thoroughly unprepared, we take the step
into the afternoon of life. Worse still,
we take this step with the false presupposition
that our truths and our ideals will serve us as hitherto.
But we cannot live the afternoon of life according
to the program of life’s morning, for what was great
in the morning will be little at evening and
what in the morning was true, at evening
will have become a lie.”
“The only tyrant I accept in this world is the ‘still small voice’ within me.
And even though I have to face the prospect of being a minority of one,
I humbly believe I have the courage to be in such a hopeless minority.”