A thought only finds its truth when it is carried out in the living of one’s days, for anyone can claim Virtue as if it were a coin resting in their palm but the fe spend it with the cost is comfort
A thought only finds its truth when it is carried out in the living of one’s days, the measurement of understanding is not found in memorized saying but it sparks in the daily grind
A thought only finds its truth when it is carried out in the living of one’s days, let idle syllables dissolve like mist in the morning sun and let the soil remember only the press of purposeful steps…
Insight is only real when it becomes the pattern of your conduct, but when those same ideas are stitched into the motions of our days they bloom again as something immediate
Insight is only real when it becomes the pattern of your conduct, some museum pieces but chisel and shaping the rough stone of our habits into something deliberate
Insight is only real when it becomes the pattern of your conduct, when people look at you they searched less for quotations and more for the quiet discipline in your choices…
Belief gains its strength only when it directs the work of our own two hands, place them in the soil Of action and water them with persistence as they will rise with their own strength
Belief gains its strength only when it directs the work of our own two hands, there is little use in reciting the past if it cannot take root in the present shaping how we choose
Belief gains its strength only when it directs the work of our own two hands, words find their honor not in being spoken but in guiding the hand when the path is unclear…
Understanding is shown only when it reshapes the course of one’s action, you may stand on the shoulders of giants but standing still upon them is no honor to their height
Understanding is shown only when it reshapes the course of one’s action, the past speaks but the present demands that we translate its words into motion
Understanding is shown only when it reshapes the course of one’s action, every day is a new chance to let our behavior bear the weight of the truths we claim…
There are voices echoes for centuries when repeated any effort to embody them
Respect we give to those words is not measured by hoe we quote them
Speak of justice while avoiding its costs is to hollow out the meaning of the word
There is no shortcut to authenticity but daily decision to live in accord with one’s principles
