Life Is Whatever We Conceive It To

To Create, I Destroyed Myself; I Made Myself External To Such A Degree Within Myself That Within Myself I Do Not Exist Except In An External Fashion. I Am The Living Setting In Which Several Actors Make Entrances, Putting On Several Different Plays.

After The Rains Departed The Skies And Settled On Earth - Clear Skies; Moist Brilliant Earth - Greater Clarity Returned To Life Alone With The Blue Above And Made The World Below Rejoice With The Freshness Of The Recent Rain. It Left Heaven In Our Souls And A Freshness In Our Hearts.

The End Is Low, Like All Quantitative Ends, Personal Or Not, And It Can Be Attained And Verified.

There Are Ships Sailing To Many Ports, But Not A Single One Goes Where Life Is Not Painful.

Art Consists In Making Others Feel What We Feel.