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For this is what we do. Put one foot forward and then the other. Lift our eyes to the snarl and mile of the world once more. Think. Act. Feel.

Add our little consequence to the tides of good and evil that flood and drain the world. Drag our shadowed crossed into the hope of another night. Push our brave hearts into the promise of a new day with love, with longing, and for so long as fate keeps waiting, we live on.

Every human heartbeat is a universe of possibility...every human will has the power to transform its fate....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.

Luck is what happens to you when fate gets tired of waiting.

There is no man, and no place, without war...The only thing we can do is choose a side, and fight. That is the only choice we get--who we fight for, who we fight against. That is life.

The only kingdom that makes any man a king is the kingdom of his own soul. The only power that has any real meaning is the power to better the world.

The wrong thing, for the right reasons...the war, the struggle for power, was always the same, everywhere, and it was always wrong.

There are few things more discomfiting than a spontaneous outburst of genuine decency from someone you're determined to dislike for no good reason.

Sometimes we see the past clearly & read the legend of its parts with such acuity, that every stitch of time reveals its purpose & a kind of message is enfolded in it. Nothing in any life no matter how well or poorly lived is wiser than failure or clearer than sorrow. In the tiny, precious wisdom that they give to us, even those dread and hated enemies, suffering and failure, have their reason and their right to be.

The cloak of the past is cut from patches of feeling, and sewn with threads. Most of the time, the best we can do is wrap it around ourselves for comfort or drag it behind us as we struggle to go on. But everything has its cause and its meaning. Every life, every love, every action and feeling and thought has its reason and significant: its beginning and the part it plays in the end. Sometimes, we do see.

He'd been able to deal with that pain because he'd accepted his own part in causing it.