People can help us heal, can give us medicine, advice, many forms of help, but nobody can manage our minds for us.
My life has been awaiting you. Your footfall was my own heart's beat.
When you set out on your journey to Ithaca, pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge.
And if you can't shape your life the way you want, at least try as much as you can not to degrade it.
Have Ithaka always in your mind. Your arrival there is what you are destined for. But don't in the least hurry the journey.
Honor to those who in the life they lead define and guard a Thermopylae. Never betraying what is right, consistent and just in all they do but showing pity also, and compassion; generous when they are rich, and when they are poor, still generous in small ways, still helping as much as they can; always speaking the truth, yet without hating those who lie. And even more honor is due to them when they foresee (as many do foresee) that in the end Ephialtis will make his appearance, that the Medes will break through after all.
What shall become of us without any barbarians? Those people were a kind of solution.
No matter to what degree China opens up to the outside world and admits foreign capital, its relative magnitude will be small and it can't affect our system of socialist public ownership of the means of production.
Every ordinary thing in your life is a word of God's love: your home, your work, the clothes you wear, the air you breathe, the food you eat. . . . the flowers under your feet are the courtesy of God's heart flung down on You! All these things say one thing only: "See how I love you. "
You know, I always like being the bad guy. It just comes more natural to me. I don't gotta smile, I don't gotta kiss babies. It's easier to tell people at airports at four in the morning that I'm not signing their stuff.
Gentlemen and maidens in this general vicinity, how doth it go?