I Have Only My Own Burden To

When The Sense Of The Earth Unites With The Sense Of One's Body, One Becomes Earth Of The Earth, A Plant Among Plants, An Animal Born From The Soil And Fertilizing It. In This Union, The Body Is Confirmed In Its Pantheism.

Isn't The Fulfillment Of Our Duty Towards Our Neighbor An Expression Of Deepest Desire?

I Don't Know Who, Or What, Put The Question, I Don't Know When It Was Put. I Don't Even Remember Answering. But At Some Moment I Did Answer Yes To Someone, Or Something,and From That Hour I Was Certain That Existence Is Meaningful And That, Therefore, My Life, In Self-surrender, Had A Goal.

To Preserve The Silence Within--amid All The Noise. To Remain Open And Quiet, A Moist Humus In The Fertile Darkness Where The Rain Falls And The Grain Ripens--no Matter How Many Tramp Across The Parade Ground In Whirling Dust Under An Arid Sky.

It Is More Noble To Give Yourself Completely To One Individual Than To Labor Diligently For The Salvation Of The Masses.