When the morning's freshness has been replaced by the weariness of midday, when the leg muscles give under the strain, the climb… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
Each morning we must hold out the chalice of our being to receive, to carry, and give back. It must be held… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
So rests the sky against the earth. The dark still tarn in the lap of the forest. As a husband embraces his… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
“Didst thou give me this inescapable loneliness so that it would be easier for me to give thee all?” — Dag Hammarskjöld Copy Share Image
Beneath the hush a whisper from long ago, promising peace of mind and a burden shared. No peace which is not peace for all,… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
For the sacrificed, in the hour of sacrifice, only one thing counts: faith-alone among enemies and skeptics. Faith, in spite of the humiliation which… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party. — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
Your position never gives you the right to command. It only imposes on you the duty of so living your life that others can… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
Life yields only to the conqueror. Never accept whatcan be gained by giving in. You will be living off stolen goods, and your muscles… — Dag Hammarskjöld Copy Share Image
We all have within us a center of stillness surrounded by silence. — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
There is a point at which everything becomes simple and there is no longer any question of choice, because all you have staked will… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
God does not die on the day when we cease to believe in a personal deity, but we die on the day when our… — Dag Hammarskjold Copy Share Image
