Most Of Us Choose Our Companions And

Polish Comes From The Cities; Wisdom From The Desert.

Religions Often Partake Of The Myth Of Progress That Shields Us From The Terrors Of An Uncertain Future.

I Am Like A Person Whose Hands Were Kept Numb, Without Sensation From The First Moment Of Awareness - Until One Day The Ability To Feel Is Forced Into Them. And I Say "look! I Have No Hands!" But The People All Around Me Say: "what Are Hands?

A Man Is A Fool Not To Put Everything He Has, At Any Given Moment, Into What He Is Creating.

Fear Is The Mind-killer.