Work And Wait, Work And

Many Men And Women Spend Their Lives In Unsuccessful Attempts To Spin The Flax God Sends Them Upon A Wheel They Can Never Use.

A Man In Whom Religion Is An Inspiration, Who Has Surrendered His Being To Its Power, Who Drinks It, Breathes It, Bathes In It, Cannot Speak Otherwise Than Religiously.

There Is A Contemptibly Quiet Path For All Those Who Are Afraid Of The Blows And Clamor Of Opposing Forces. There Is No Honorable Fighting For A Man Who Is Not Ready To Forget That He Has A Head To Be Battered And A Name To Be Bespattered. Truth Wants No Champion Who Is Not As Ready To Be Struck As To Strike For Her.

A Mind Grows By What It Feeds On.

Play May Not Have So High A Place In The Divine Economy, But Is Has As Legitimate A Place As Prayer.