People Find A Way In Which They

The Progress Of An Artist Is A Continual Self-sacrifice, A Continual Extinction Of Personality.

The Young Feel Tired At The End Of An Action, The Old At The Beginning.

In A World Of Fugitives The One Who Stays Home Will Seem To Be Running Away

There Is No Method But To Be Very Intelligent.

If We Really Want To Pray We Must First Learn To Listen, For In The Silence Of The Heart God Speaks.