We Could Have Saved Sixpence. We Could

When A Man In A Forest Thinks He Is Going Forward In A Straight Line, In Reality He Is Going In A Circle, I Did My Best To Go In A Circle, Hoping To Go In A Straight Line.

To Restore Silence Is The Role Of Objects.

I Marshalled The Words And Opened My Mouth, Thinking I Would Hear Them. But All I Heard Was A Kind Of Rattle, Unintelligible Even To Me Who Knew What Was Intended.

God Is Love. Yes Or No? No.

Life Is Habit. Or Rather Life Is A Succession Of Habits.