Suffering Is How We Test

Slowly, Desolately, The Fist Of What We'd Done Unclenched The Clawed Palm Of What We'd Become.

Let Me Explain Something To You. Look Around Here. How Many People Do You Count? Sixty, Eighty, Eighty People? Greeks, Germans, Italians, French, Americans. Tourists From Everywhere. Eating, Drinking, Talking, Laughing. And From Bombay - Indians And Iranians And Afghans And Arabs And Africans. But How Many Of These People Have Real Power, Real Destiny, Real Dynamic For Their Place, And Their Time, And The Lives Of Thousand Of People? I Will Tell You - Four. Four People In This Room With Power, And The Rest Are Like The Rest Of The People Everywhere: Powerless, Sleepers In The Dream.

The Truth Is That, No Matter What Kind Of Game You Find Yourself In, No Matter How Good Or Bad The Luck, You Can Change Your Life Completely With A Single Thought Or A Single Act Of Love

Some Feelings Sink So Deep Into The Heart That Only Loneliness Can Help You Find Them Again. Some Truths Are So Painful That Only Shame Can Help You Live With Them. Some Things Are So Sad That Only Your Soul Can Do The Crying For Them.

Every Human Heart Beat Is A Universe Of Possibilities.