The Wise Man Does Not Grow Old,

Creation Lives, Grows, And Multiplies; Man Is But A Witness.

Love Is The Only Future God Offers.

These Two Beings, Who Had Loved Each Other So Exclusively, And With So Touching A Love, And Who Had Lived So Long For Each Other, Were Now Suffering Beside One Another And Through One Another; Without Speaking Of It, Without Harsh Feeling, And Smiling All The While.

Pain Is As Diverse As Man. One Suffers As One Can.

A Bit Of Mould Is A Pleiad Of Flowers; A Nebula Is An Ant-hill Of Stars.