More Grievous Than Tears Is The Sight

You Do Not See The River Of Mourning Because It Lacks One Tear Of Your Own.

He Who Goes Step By Step Always Finds Himself Level With A Step.

Sometimes At Night I Light A Lamp So As Not To See.

Without This Ridiculous Vanity That Takes The Form Of Self-display, And Is Part Of Everything And Everyone, We Would See Nothing, And Nothing Would Exist.

I Would Ask Something More Of This World, If It Had Something More.