If We Have Not Found

In Every Man's Heart There Is Anchored A Little Schooner.

I Need To Be Alone. I Need To Ponder My Shame And My Despair In Seclusion; I Need The Sunshine And The Paving Stones Of The Streets Without Companions, Without Conversation, Face To Face With Myself, With Only The Music Of My Heart For Company.

The Ordinary Man Is Involved In Action, The Hero Acts. An Immense Difference.

The Man Who Looks For Security, Even In The Mind, Is Like A Man Who Would Chop Off His Limbs In Order To Have Artificial Ones Which Will Give Him No Pain Or Trouble.

Life Moves On, Whether We Act As Cowards Or Heroes.