I Do Not Understand The World, But

God Does Not Know Whether A Skin Is Black Or White, He Sees Only Souls.

You Do Not Create A Style. You Work, And Develop Yourself; Your Style Is An Emanation From Your Own Being.

A Story Is Like Something You Wind Out Of Yourself. Like A Spider, It Is A Web You Weave, And You Love Your Story Like A Child.

Marriage Is A Public Declaration Of A Man And A Woman That They Have Formed A Secret Alliance, With The Intention To Belong To, And Share With Each Other, A Mystical Estate; Mystical Exactly In The Sense That The Real Experience Cannot Be Communicated To Others, Nor Explained Even To Oneself On Rational Grounds.

There Seems To Be A Kind Of Order In The Universe…in The Movement Of The Stars And The Turning Of The Earth And The Changing Of The Seasons. But Human Life Is Almost Pure Chaos. Everyone Takes His Stance, Asserts His Own Right And Feelings, Mistaking The Motives Of Others, And His Own.