New Ways Of Seeing Can Disclose New

Without The Errors, Wrong Turns And Blind Alleys, Without The Doubling Back And Misdirection And Fumbling And Chance Discoveries, There Was Not One Bit Of Joy In Walking The Labyrinth.

A Man Who Couldn't Make Things Go Right Could At Least Go. He Could Quit Trying To Get Out Of The Way Of Life. Chuck Routine. Live The Real Jeopardy Of Circumstance. It Was A Question Of Dignity.

At The Beginning We Learn To Travel, Then We Travel To Learn.

What Is It In Man That For A Long While Lies Unknown And Unseen Only One Day To Emerge And Push Him Into A New Land Of The Eye, A New Region Of The Mind, A Place He Has Never Dreamed Of? Maybe It's Like The Force In Spores Lying Quietly Under Asphalt Until The Day They Push A Soft, Bulbous Mushroom Head Right Through The Pavement. There's Nothing You Can Do To Stop It.

Historical Awareness Is A Kind Of Resurrection.