But Sorrow Is Better Than Fear. For

I Have Always Found That Actively Loving Saves One From A Morbid Preoccupation With The Shortcomings Of Society.

Although Nothing Has Come Yet, Something Is Here Already.

There Is A Lovely Road That Runs From Ixopo Into The Hills. These Hills Are Grass-covered And Rolling, And They Are Lovely Beyond Any Singing Of It.

Happy The Eyes That Can Close

To Give Up The Task Of Reforming Society Is To Give Up One's Responsibility As A Free Man.