In A Way, I Was Safe Writing

Either The World Is So Tiny Or We Are Enormous; In Either Case, We Fill It Completely.

To Every Instant There Is A Correspondence In Something Outside Time. This World Here And Now Cannot Be Followed By A Beyond, For The Beyond Is Eternal, Hence It Cannot Be In Temporal Contact With This World Here And Now.

The Man In Ecstasy And The Man Drowning: Both Raise Their Arms.

Was He An Animal, That Music Could Move Him So? He Felt As If The Way To The Unknown Nourishment He Longed For Were Coming To Light.

I’m Doing Badly, I’m Doing Well; Whichever You Prefer.