Tel Aviv Appeals To Me.

Saints Rarely Have Friends; They Are Usually Hated And Derided, For They Love And Love Is Always Rejected By Hard-hearted Men....saints Do Not Advertise Themselves; Good Men Do Not Seek Out A Name In The World....the Saints Did What They Did Almost In Stealth, Asking Nothing Except That Men Love God.

My Dreams Are All Follies.

We Are Not Old Unless We Desire To Be.

The More Wants A Man Has, The Less Freedom.

My Life Has Been Tragic And Disastrous Since Birth.