The worst of us is not without innocence, although buried deeply it might be.
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.
The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit hardens into character.
Unlimited power in the hands of limited people always leads to cruelty.
Lovers, Lunatics and poets are made of same stuff
The worst of us is not without innocence, although buried deeply it might be.
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do something that I can do.
The thought manifests as the word. The word manifests as the deed. The deed develops into habit. And the habit hardens into character.
Unlimited power in the hands of limited people always leads to cruelty.
Lovers, Lunatics and poets are made of same stuff