Out Of A Hundred Years A Few

I Can Wait For You Longer. Because You Have Arrived.

What Words Say Does Not Last. The Words Last. Because Words Are Always The Same, And What They Say Is Never The Same.

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.

Man Talks About Everything, And He Talks About Everything As Though The Understanding Of Everything Were All Inside Him.

I Have Been My Own Disciple And My Own Master. And I Have Been A Good Disciple But A Bad Master.