As A Result, Nature Is Something Entirely

We Talk So Abstractly About Poetry Because All Of Us Are Usually Bad Poets.

There Is A Lake That One Day Refused To Flow Away And Threw Up A Dam At The Place Where It Had Before Flowed Out And Since Then This Lake Has Always Risen Higher And Higher. Perhaps The Very Act Of Renunciation Provides Us With The Strength To Bear It ; Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever Higher And Higher When He No Longer Flows Out Into A God.

Probability But No Truth, Facility But No Freedom--it Is Owing To These Two Fruits That The Tree Of Knowledge Cannot Be Confused With The Tree Of Life.

I Have Learned To Walk: Ever Since, I Let Myself Run. I Have Learned To Fly: Ever Since, I Do Not Want To Be Pushed Before Moving Along.

Christians Call It Faith ... I Call It The Herd.