We have no word for ‘nation’ in our language.
From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
et me not pray to be sheltered from dangers, but to be fearless in facing them. Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain, but for the heart to conquer it.
A mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
The small wisdom is like water in a glass: clear, transparent, pure. The great wisdom is like the water in the sea: dark, mysterious, impenetrable.