The writer must be in it; he can't be to one side of it, ever. He has to be endangered by it. His own attitudes have to be tested in it. The best work that anybody ever writes is the work that is on the verge of embarrassing him, always.

The writer must be in it; he can't be to one side of it, ever. He has to be endangered by it. His own attitudes have to be tested in it. The best work that anybody ever writes is the work that is on the verge of embarrassing him, always.

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Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable.

One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that ones life has meaning, that one is needed in this world

Opportunity is missed by most because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.

Never lose hope, my heart

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Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.

Comfort is no test of truth. Truth is often far from being comfortable.

One needs something to believe in, something for which one can have whole-hearted enthusiasm. One needs to feel that ones life has meaning, that one is needed in this world

Opportunity is missed by most because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.

Never lose hope, my heart

Where is this heaven? You have not even the power to see one grain of sand here. Can you see this earth of ours? The earth appears to us to be stationary, and the sun seems to go round us; but if we could get away from our earth, and look down from the sun upon it, we should see that it is moving round the sun in a circle, and that the sun is standing still. So it is with our conceptions of heaven and hell; they are not real, but only human conceptions.