A Little Candor Never Leaves Me. It

Humanity Does Not Know Where To Go Because No One Is Waiting For It: Not Even God.

My Great Day Came And Went, I Do Not Know How. Because It Did Not Pass Through Dawn When It Came, Nor Through Dusk When It Went.

Man Talks About Everything, And He Talks About Everything As Though The Understanding Of Everything Were All Inside Him.

Even The Smallest Of Creatures Carries The Sun In Its Eyes.

Truth Has Very Few Friends And Those Few Are Suicides.