One Must Separate From Anything That Forces

In Those Days It Was Possible For A Greek To Flee From An Over-abundant Reality As Though It Were But The Tricky Scheming Off The Imagination-and To Flee, Not Like Plato Into The Land Of Eternal Ideas, Into The Workshop Off The World-creator, Feasting One's Eyes On The Unblemished Unbreakable Archetypes, But Into The Rigor Mortis Off The Coldest Emptiest Concept Off All, The Concept Of Being.

Nobody Is More Inferior Than Those Who Insist On Being Equal.

The Shortest Route Is Not The Most Direct One, But Rather The One Where The Most Favorable Winds Swell Our Sails:mthat Is The Lesson That Seafarers Teach. Not To Abide By This Lesson Is To Be Obstinate: Here, Firmness Of Character Is Tainted With Stupidity.

The Love Of Indulgence Is Rooted In The Depths Of A Man's Heart. His Soul Would Prefer To Share The Excessive And Unrestrained; But His Soul Cannot Love.

Ah, There Are So Many Things Betwixt Heaven And Earth Of Which Only The Poets Have Dreamed!