...how Could I, Fool That I Am,

Success Listens Only To Applause. To All Else It Is Deaf

Every Decision Is Liberating, Even If It Leads To Disaster.

Slumbering In Every Human Being Lies An Infinity Of Possibilities, Which One Must Not Arouse In Vain. For It Is Terrible When The Whole Man Resonates With Echoes And Echoes, None Becoming A Real Voice.

...how Could I, Fool That I Am, Go On Sitting In My Office, Or Here At Home, Instead Of Leaping Onto A Train With My Eyes Shut And Opening Them Only When I Am With You?

Most Religions Do Not Make Men Better, Only Warier.