As a rule, we must not be the slaves of passion; rather, we must be the possessors of great passions. Through passion commences power, but passions should not direct our paths; rather, passions should be our bridled horses, with us commanding whence ...
The horse must graze where it is tethered.
To get eggs there must be some cackling.
One must either be the hammer or the anvil.
Today must not borrow from tomorrow.
Who has no courage must have legs.
What is worthwhile must needs be difficult.
Knotty timber must have sharp wedges.
What cannot be cured must be endured.
Needs must when the devil drives.
What can't be cured, must be endured.
Everything must come from the heart, must be lived.
Everything must change, everything must move forward.
We must meet reverses boldly, and not suffer them to frighten us, my dear. We must learn to act the play out. We must live misfortune down, Trot!
You must be able to write. You must have a sense of form, of pattern, of design. You must have a respect for and a mastery over words.
You must draw from that strength. You must increase it. And you must hold on to it because sometimes that small glimmer of inner strength is all that we have to help us press forward through the darkness.
A Quote from Monty's journal in God Must Be Weeping, "I, too, wished to climb the ladder of life and reach the stars spangling by the gates of the Milky Way, where the wondrous mysteries of Heaven unfurled.
If you want to keep a secret, you must also hide it from yourself. You must know all the while that it is there, but until it is needed you must never let it emerge into your consciousness in any shape that can be given a name.
And remember: you must not overwork your body, or your soul. You must not enslave yourself, as you would not enslave any other person. You must be the custodian of your self.
Everybody must be managed. Queens must be managed. Kings must be managed, for men want managing almost as much as women, and that's saying a good deal.
You must try to forget all you have learned,' said the old man. 'You must begin to dream. From this time on you must shut your ears to the roaring of the voices.
