Everything Being A Constant Carnival, There Is

Woman, Nude, Is The Blue Sky. Clouds And Garments Are An Obstacle To Contemplation. Beauty And Infinity Would Be Gazed Upon Unveiled.

God Is Behind Everything, But Everything Hides God.

There Is No Vacuum In The Human Heart. Certain Demolitions Take Place, And It Is Well That They Do, But On Condition That They Are Followed By Reconstructions.

In My Old Age There Is A Coming Into Flower. My Body Wanes; My Mind Waxes.

Wherever The Turkish Hoof Trods, No Grass Grows.