You are your own god – and are surprised when you find that the wolf pack is hunting you across the desolate ice fields of winter. - Dag Hammarskjöld

Never look down to test the ground before taking your next step; only he who keeps his eye fixed on the far horizon will find the right road.

At every moment you choose yourself. But do you choose *your* self? Body and soul contain a thousand possibilities out of which you can build many I's. But in one of them is there a congruence of the elector and the elected. Only one — which you will never find until you have excluded all those superficial and fleeting possibilities of being and doing with which you toy, out of curiosity or wonder or greed, and which hinder you from casting anchor in the experience of the mystery of life, and the consciousness of the talent entrusted to you which is your *I*.

In our era, the road to holiness necessarily passes through the world of action.