We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.

Viktor Frankl

I ask you to pass through life at my side—to be my second self, and best earthly companion.

Charlotte Bronte

What wings are to a bird, and sails to a ship, so is prayer to the soul.

Corrie Ten Boom

The bird fights its way out of the egg. The egg is the world. Who would be born must first destroy a world.

Herman Hesse

I wore black because I liked it. I still do, and wearing it still means something to me. It’s still my symbol of rebellion — against a stagnant status quo, against our hypocritical houses of God, against people whose minds are closed to others’ ideas.

Johnny Cash