I Cry For Those Not Yet Dead.

In 1054, The Patriarch Of Constantinople And The Pope Excommunicated Each Other. That Was The End Of Holiness For Both Churches.

Order Generally Was A Product Of Human Activity. Chaos Existed As A Raw Material From Which To Create Order.

The Person Who Experiences Greatness Must Have A Feeling For The Myth He Is In.

The Young Reed Dies So Easily. Beginnings Are Times Of Great Peril.

Most Lives Are A Flight From Selfhood. Most Prefer The Truths Of The Stable. You Stick Your Head Into The Stanchions And Munch Contentedly Until You Die. Others Use You For Their Purposes. Not Once Do You Look Outside The Stable To Lift Your Head And Be Your Own Creature.