The light died in the low clouds. Falling snow drank in the dusk. Shrouded in silence, the branches wrapped me in their peace. When the boundaries were erased, once again the wonder: that I exist.
Dag Hammarskjold Quotes
Do you need to be told that whatever has been, can still be?
We are not permitted to choose the frame of our destiny. But what we put into it is ours.
Creative people have to be fed from the divine source.
Time always seems long to the child who is waiting – for Christmas, for next summer, for becoming a grownup: long also when he surrenders his whole soul to each moment of a happy day.
You cannot play with the animal in you without becoming wholly animal, play with the falsehood without forfeiting your right to truth, play with cruelty without losing your sensitivity of mind. He who wants to keep his garden tidy doesn’t reserve a plot for weeds.
In our era, the road to holiness necessarily passes through the world of action.
