No Man Is A Hero To His

All The World Knows Me In My Book, And My Book In Me.

He Who Lives Not To Others, Lives Little To Himself.

We Are Never Present With, But Always Beyond Ourselves; Fear, Desire, Hope, Still Push Us On Toward The Future.

I Am Afraid That Our Eyes Are Bigger Than Our Stomachs, And That We Have More Curiosity Than Understanding. We Grasp At Everything, But Catch Nothing Except Wind.

The Thing I Fear Most Is Fear.