There is great security in the prisons we create for ourselves. – Stephen G. Scalese, The Whisper in Your Heart

There is a sort of man who pays no attention to his good actions, but is tormented by his bad ones. This is the type that most often writes about himself. – W. Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up, 1938

I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in the darkness, the astonishing light of your own being. – Hāfez

[T]he hours are even now never so full of gain as when I give them to the sky, the sea, the open wold. Why should we grudge Nature our heart? We might as well grudge it to the God who made the world. – Adeline Sergeant, The Story of a Penitent Soul: Being the Private Papers of Mr.