Speak As Though It Were The Last

There Is No Such Thing As An Ugly Language. Today I Hear Every Language As If It Were The Only One, And When I Hear Of One That Is Dying, It Overwhelms Me As Though It Were The Death Of The Earth.

The Self- Explorer, Whether He Wants To Or Not, Becomes The Explorer Of Everything Else. He Learns To See Himself, But Suddenly, Provided He Was Honest, All The Rest Appears, And It Is As Rich As He Was, And, As A Final Crowning, Richer.

Success Is The Space One Occupies In The Newspaper. Success Is One Day's Insolence.

A Child. . . Opens And Closes Like A Blossom.

There Can Be No Creator, Simply Because His Grief At The Fate Of His Creation Would Be Inconceivable And Unendurable.