Plant Your Dreams And Miracles Will Grow.

To Different Minds, The Same World Is A Hell, And A Heaven Depending On Whether They Compare It To Something Better And So Feel Disappointed And Bitter Or Something Worse And So Feel Relieved And Grateful.

In Conversation The Game Is, To Say Something New With Old Words. And You Shall Observe A Man Of The People Picking His Way Along, Step By Step, Using Every Time An Old Boulder, Yet Never Setting His Foot On An Old Place.

The Wise Man, The True Friend, The Finished Character, We Seek Everywhere, And Only Find In Fragments.

Every Time You Wink The Stars Move.

Why Need I Volumes, If One Word Suffice?