Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.
Reverence for life affords me my fundamental principle of morality.
The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and unstringing my instrument.
No man can succeed in a line of endeavor which he does not like.
Failure is not fatal, but failure to change might be.
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.
Reverence for life affords me my fundamental principle of morality.
The song I came to sing remains unsung to this day. I have spent my days in stringing and unstringing my instrument.
No man can succeed in a line of endeavor which he does not like.
Failure is not fatal, but failure to change might be.