My intent was to carry out my duty as a doctor, to end their suffering. Unfortunately, that entailed, in their cases, ending of the life.
Meditation is painful in the beginning but it bestows immortal Bliss and supreme joy in the end.
As for Vietnam, what matters is that Kennedy successfully resisted pressure to send anything more than military advisers, a stance that was a likely prelude to complete withdrawal from the conflict. There is solid evidence of his eagerness to end America’s military role in that country’s civil war.
It is not my wish to lounge about the college and fatten on a fellowship all my days. I am always trying to look upon a college life as a medium not an end.
Can one end anything? A chapter, a paragraph, a sentence even? Doesn’t everything one has ever done go on living in spite of subsequent events?
58% of the American public are with us. We’re preaching to the choir, but the choir’s not singing, if all of the 58% started singing, this war would end.
There is no end of craving. Hence contentment alone is the best way to happiness. Therefore, acquire contentment.
Unlike some, I don’t claim to hold the mystic key to the future. But judging from past events, it seems to me that those who want to prophesy the imminent end of America’s unique global role have a harder case to make than those who think we will limp on for a while, making a mess of things as usual.
One may have broad or narrow talents, but only education renders them useful. Schools set up to train people will develop the intelligence of those who have it and end the stupidity of those who do not, providing a specialty to those who have narrow talent and broad knowledge to those with all-around ability.
Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?