Friends, The Soil Is Poor, We Must

Most Observers Of The French Revolution, Especially The Clever And Noble Ones, Have Explained It As A Life-threatening And Contagious Illness. They Have Remained Standing With The Symptoms And Have Interpreted These In Manifold And Contrary Ways. Some Have Regarded It As A Merely Local Ill. The Most Ingenious Opponents Have Pressed For Castration. They Well Noticed That This Alleged Illness Is Nothing Other Than The Crisis Of Beginning Puberty.

Darwin Remarks That We Are Less Dazzled By The Light At Waking, If We Have Been Dreaming Of Visible Objects. Happy Are Those Who Have Here Dreamt Of A Higher Vision! They Will The Sooner Be Able To Endure The Glories Of The World To Come.

The Mysterious Path Goes Inward. It Is In Us, And Not Anywhere Else, Where The Eternity Of The Worlds, The Past And The Future Are Found.

Play Is Experimenting With Chance.

All The Events Of Our Life Are Materials Of Which We Can Make What We Will.