The Highest Cannot Be Spoken; It Can

All Things Are Only Transitory.

Mountains Cannot Be Surmounted Except By Winding Paths.

I Must Consider More Closely This Cycle Of Good And Bad Days Which I Find Coursing Within Myself. Passion, Attachment, The Urge To Action, Inventiveness, Performance, Order All Alternate And Keep Their Orbit; Cheerfulness, Vigor, Energy, Flexibility And Fatigue, Serenity As Well As Desire. Nothing Disturbs The Cycle For I Lead A Simple Life, But I Must Still Find The Time And Order In Which I Rotate.

Hypotheses Are Lullabies For Teachers To Sing Their Students To Sleep.

Culture Which Smooth The Whole World Licks, Also Unto The Devil Sticks.