One Does Not Get To Know That

Life Seems So Vulgar, So Easily Content With The Commonplace Things Of Every Day, And Yet It Always Nurses And Cherishes Certain Higher Claims In Secret, And Looks About For The Means Of Satisfying Them.

Everyone Is Deceived In His Hopes, Cheated In His Expectations.

If In The Infinite You Want To Stride, Just Walk In The Finite To Every Side.

And Step By Step, Along The Path Of Life, There's Nothing True But Heaven.

Human Life Runs Its Course In The Metamorphosis Between Receiving And Giving.