Richter said, 'Like a morning dream, life becomes more and more bright the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter as we approach the end.' 

The only difference between saints and sinners is that every saint has a past while every sinner has a future.

roads were made for journeys not destinations

He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day was one and the same for it had but one reality and that was the living of it.

The breath of God was his yet, though it pass from man to man through all of time.

Really. Been married once. No children. Amicably divorced. I dont have any tragedies in my life to give it a form and destination outside of my control. I like what I'm doing. But I could be doing something else. I've been blessed. I'm not even sure I'd change the bad things. Here comes the food.

I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots

Never make it without the compass. In the trees, I'd lose all sense of perspective. Direction. Maybe life is like that.

The journey of life is like a man riding a bicycle. We know he got on the bicycle and started to move. We know that at some point he will stop and get off. We know that if he stops moving and does not get off he will fall off.

By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.

Se poate întâmpla ca, atunci când nu mai È™tim ce s? facem, s? fi ajuns la adev?rata noastr? munc?, iar când nu mai È™tim pe ce cale s? o lu?m, s? fi început adev?rata noastr? c?l?torie.

And yet for a long time, looking back, I have been unable to shake off the feeling that I have been led—make of that what you will.