Destiny, Idea, Love

The destiny of the world, the destiny of every man (who unto himself is a world) lies in the balance of choice Which is every man's to make. In every choice, the two sides compete for our fidelity like prospective wives in our brain. Then there are the choices of the soul—between love and fear, between truth and lies, between looking reality dead in the eyes and shying away with a wince. The choice is not mine to make for your life, but I wish you wisdom in your moment of truth, and I leave you with this: there is no room for love where lies exist.