“Each morning I gaze at the eastern horizon, and if the sun keeps its promise, I keep mine. :)”

“If I keep my promises to the Lord, He will always keep His promises to me. He [will] always fulfill His end of the bargain—and much, much more—if I fulfill mine.”

“Each morning, when you awaken, promise the dawn that you'll keep your heart as light as a feather. Commit again each night at sunset.”

“Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self. The sun would rise from the eastern horizon, and cut it's way across the empty sky, and sink below the western horizon. This was the only perceptible change in our surroundings. And in the movement of the sun, I felt something I hardly know how to name: some huge, cosmic love.”

“...the sun rose each morning to stare into my face with the blank but touching gaze of a lovely retarded child.”

“I promise, i will keep all my promise.”