There seemed to be endless obstacles preventing me from living with my eyes open, but as I gradually followed up clue after clue it seemed that the root cause of them all was fear.

It’s weak and despicable to go on wanting things and not trying to get them

I used to worry about what life was for – now being alive seems sufficient reason.

I began to have an idea of my life, not as slow shaping of achievement to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery and growth of a purpose which I did not know

The growth of understanding follows an ascending spiral rather than a straight line

There seemed to be endless obstacles… it seemed that the root cause of them all was fear.

Sometimes I found that in my happy moments I could not believe that I had ever been miserable.

Sometimes I find that in my happy moments I could not believe that I had ever been miserable.

I now see my life, not as a slow shaping of achievment to fit my preconceived purposes, but as the gradual discovery of a purpose which I did not know.