I Have Been Trying For A Long

Coffee, According To The Women Of Denmark, Is To The Body What The Word Of The Lord Is To The Soul.

You Know You Are Truly Alive When You’re Living Among Lions.

It Is A Sad Hardship And Slavery To People Who Live In Towns, That In Their Movements They Know Of One Dimension Only; They Walk Along The Line As If They Were Led On A String. The Transition From The Line To The Plane Into The Two Dimensions, When You Wander Across A Field Or Through A Wood, Is A Splendid Liberation To The Slaves, Like The French Revolution. But In The Air You Are Taken Into The Full Freedom Of The Three Dimensions; After Long Ages Of Exile And Dreams The Homesick Heart Throws Itself Into The Arms Of Space.

The Divine Art Is The Story.

I Have Before Seen Other Countries, In The Same Manner, Give Themselves To You When You Are About To Leave Them.