Once The 'what' Is Decided, The 'how'

Men Of Action," Whose Minds Are Too Busy With The Day's Work To See Beyond It. They Are Essential Men, We Cannot Do Without Them, And Yet We Must Not Allow All Our Vision To Be Bound By The Limitations Of "men Of Action.

Men Would Rather Be Starving And Free Than Fed In Bonds.

The Truly Creative Mind In Any Field Is No More Than This: A Human Creature Born Abnormally, Inhumanly Sensitive. To Him... A Touch Is A Blow, A Sound Is A Noise, A Misfortune Is A Tragedy, A Joy Is An Ecstasy, A Friend Is A Lover, A Lover Is A God, And Failure Is Death.

It Is Love Itself That Is Important -- The Ability To Love, No Matter Whom You Love. For When You Can No Longer Love Anyone, You Are No Longer A Living Person. The Heart Dies If It Loses The Capacity To Love.

Endurance Of Inescapable Sorrow Is Something Which Has To Be Learned Alone. And Only To Endure Is Not Enough. Endurance Can Be A Harsh And Bitter Root In One's Life, Bearing Poisonous And Gloomy Fruit, Destroying Other Lives. Endurance Is Only The Beginning. There Must Be Acceptance And The Knowledge That Sorrow Fully Accepted Brings Its Own Gifts. For There Is An Alchemy In Sorrow. It Can Be Transmuted Into Wisdom, Which, If It Does Not Bring Joy, Can Yet Bring Happiness.