Murder will out. Don Quixote

The acceptance of oneself is the essence of the whole moral problem and the epitome of a whole outlook on life. That I feed the hungry, that I forgive an insult, that I love my enemy in the name of Christ -- all these are undoubtedly great virtues. What I do unto the least of my brethren, that I do unto Christ. But what if I should discover that the least among them all, the poorest of all the beggars, the most impudent of all the offenders, the very enemy himself -- that these are within me, and that I myself stand in need of the alms of my own kindness -- that I myself am the enemy who must be loved -- what then? Memories, Dreams, Reflections

Life is futile unless it be directed towards a definite goal. Twenty-Four Hours in the Life of a Woman

Where my reason, imagination or interest were not engaged, I would not or I could not learn. Never Give In!