When I Look At Something, It Is

I Can See Now That A Concept Or Even A Feeling Makes No Sense Unless Out Of Our Substance We Spin Around It A Web Of References, Of Relationships, Of Values.

The Sooner We Learn To Be Jointly Responsible, The Easier The Sailing Will Be.

That Idea Of Escapism... These Words Could Sum Up My Life.

The State Of Minds Vary According To The Angle Under Which One Examines Them.

There Is Only One Valid Species Of Voyage, Which Is Walk Towards The Men.