I Saw The Sunset Forty-four Times!

When I Opened My Eyes I Saw Nothing But The Pool Of Nocturnal Sky, For I Was Lying On My Back With Out-stretched Arms, Face To Face With That Hatchery Of Stars. Only Half Awake, Still Unaware That Those Depths Were Sky, Having No Roof Between Those Depths And Me, No Branches To Screen Them, No Root To Cling To, I Was Seized With Vertigo And Felt Myself As If Flung Forth And Plunging Downward Like A Diver.

The Dignity Of The Individual Demands That He Be Not Reduced To Vassalage By The Largesse Of Others.

I Don't Believe You! Flowers Are Weak Creatures. They Are Naive. They Reassure Themselves As Best They Can. They Believe That Their Thorns Are Terrible Weapons.

Sorrow Is One Of The Vibrations That Prove The Fact Of Living.

Freedom And Constraint Are Two Aspects Of The Same Necessity, The Necessity Of Being The Man You Are And Not Another. You Are Free To Be That Man, But Not Another.