O, swear not by the moon, the fickle moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
When the road ends, and the goal is gained, the pilgrim finds that he has travelled only from himself to himself.
The servant-leader is servant first. It begins with the natural feeling that one wants to serve, to serve first.
There are many people who fast, whose fast is nothing but hunger and thirst. There are those whose prayer is no better than wakefulness and hardship. The eating and drinking in case of the former and sleeping in the latter’s case is a far better option.
If we are looking for change in this world – from a physical and spiritual stand-point – it will never happen until we restore honour to women…nothing new will be created. If we don’t do it, we as a species are done for.
