If A Composer Suffers From Loss Of

The Flower You Single Out Is A Rejection Of All Other Flowers; Nevertheless, Only On These Terms Is It Beautiful.

The Field Of Consciousness Is Tiny. It Accepts Only One Problem At A Time.

A Civilization Is A Heritage Of Beliefs, Customs, And Knowledge Slowly Accumulated In The Course Of Centuries, Elements Difficult At Times To Justify By Logic, But Justifying Themselves As Paths When They Lead Somewhere, Since They Open Up For Man His Inner Distance.

When A Mystery Is Too Overpowering, One Dare Not Disobey.

It Is Always In The Midst, In The Epicenter, Of Your Troubles That You Find Serenity.