I Had To Make A Confession Of

But We Cannot Live The Afternoon Of Life According To The Programme Of Life's Morning — For What Was Great In The Morning Will Be Little At Evening, And What In The Morning Was True Will At Evening Have Become A Lie.

Solitude Is For Me A Fount Of Healing Which Makes My Life Worth Living.

The World Hangs On A Thin Thread, And That Is The Psyche Of Man.

God Enters Through The Wound.

Where Do We Live Symbolically? Nowhere Except Where We Participate In The Ritual Of Life.