The swimmer adrift on the open seas measures his strength and strives with all his muscles to keep himself afloat. But what is he to do when there is no land on the horizon and none beyond it?
Do not trust your memory it is a net full of holes the most beautiful prizes...
I have prayed to God that he give me the strength to survive each day and to...
To exist is to change to change is to mature to mature is to go on creating oneself endlessly.