Anxiety Is The Hand Maiden Of Creativity.

Neither Way Is Better. / Both Ways Are Necessary. / It Is Also Necessary / To Make A Choice Between Them.

He Who Was Living Is Now Dead We Who Were Living Are Now Dying With A Little Patience.

For Love Would Be Love Of The Wrong Thing; There Is Yet Faith, But The Faith And The Love And The Hope Are All In The Waiting.

With Out Some Kind Of God, Man Is Not Very Intresting

The Fool,fixed In His Folly,may Think He Can Turn The Wheel On Which He Turns.