Those Who Cannot Tell What They Desire

From Within Or From Behind, A Light Shines Through Us Upon Things, And Makes Us Aware That We Are Nothing, But The Light Is All.

A Person Seldom Falls Sick But The Bystanders Are Animated With A Faint Hope That He Will Die.

Art And Power Will Go On As They Have Done,--will Make Day Out Of Night, Time Out Of Space, And Space Out Of Time.

Let The Bird Sing Without Deciphering The Song.

Men Cease To Interest Us When We Find Their Limitations