Friendship Is Born From An Identity Of

It Is In Your Act That You Exist, Not In Your Body. Your Act Is Yourself, And There Is No Other You.

A Designer Knows He Has Achieved Perfection Not When There Is Nothing Left To Add, But When There Is Nothing Left To Take Away.

When I Opened My Eyes I Saw Nothing But The Pool Of Nocturnal Sky, For I Was Lying On My Back With Out-stretched Arms, Face To Face With That Hatchery Of Stars. Only Half Awake, Still Unaware That Those Depths Were Sky, Having No Roof Between Those Depths And Me, No Branches To Screen Them, No Root To Cling To, I Was Seized With Vertigo And Felt Myself As If Flung Forth And Plunging Downward Like A Diver.

The Tree Is More Than First A Seed, Then A Stem, Then A Living Trunk, And Then Dead Timber. The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.

The House, The Stars, The Desert -- What Gives Them Their Beauty Is Something That Is Invisible!