It Is Certain My Belief Gains Quite

Blood Will Stream Over Europe Until The Nations Become Aware Of The Frightful Madness Which Drives Them In Circles. And Then, Struck By Celestial Music And Made Gentle, They Approach Their Former Altars All Together, Hear About The Works Of Peace, And Hold A Great Celebration Of Peace With Fervent Tears Before The Smoking Altars.

Doing Philosophy Is Only A Threefold Or Double Kind Of Waking--being Awake--consciousness.

Not Only England, But Every Englishman Is An Island.

What Delights, What Pleasures Does Your Life Offer You That Outweigh The Raptures Of Death?

Where Are We Really Going? Always Home.