And I will show you something different from either your shadow at morning striding behind you or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Between the idea / And the reality / Between the motion / And the act / Falls the Shadow.

That corpse you planted last year in your garden, / Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?

The one thing you can do is to do nothing. Wait . . . You will find that you survive humiliation and hat's an experience of incalculable value.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

A martyrdom is always the design of God, for His love of men, to warn them and to lead them, to bring them back to His ways. It is never the design of man; for the true martyr is he who has become the instrument of God, who has lost his will in the will of God, and who no longer desires anything for himself, not even the glory of being a martyr.