Summoned Or Not, The God Will Come.

But What If I Should Discover That The Least Amongst Them All, The Poorest Of All Beggars, The Most Impudent Of All Offenders, Yea The Very Fiend Himself— That These Are Within Me, And That I Myself Stand In Need Of The Alms Of My Own Kindness, That I Myself Am The Enemy Who Must Be Loved— What Then?

The Greater The Contrast, The Greater The Potential. Great Energy Only Comes From A Correspondingly Great Tension Of Opposites.

That Which You Do Not Bring To Consciousness Comes To You As Your Fate, That Which You Do Bring To Consciousness, Whether It Was What You Thought You Wanted Or Not, Is Your Destiny.

I Am Astonished, Disappointed, Pleased With Myself. I Am Distressed, Depressed, Rapturous. I Am All These Things At Once And Cannot Add Up The Sum.

As One Grows Older One Must Try Not To Work Oneself To Death Unnecessarily. At Least That's How It Is With Me... I Can Scarcely Keep Pace And Must Watch Out That The Creative Forces Do Not Chase Me Around The Universe In A Wallop.