In A King, Modesty Would Be A

I Can't Imagine Myself Outside Any Kind Of Social Or Political Involvement.

God, The Devil, Good, Evil, It's All In Our Heads, Not In Heaven Or Hell, Which We Also Invented. We Do Not Realize That, Having Invented God, We Immediately Became His Slaves.

Some Drivers Have Already Got Out Of Their Cars, Prepared To Push The Stranded Vehicle To A Spot Where It Will Not Hold Up The Traffic, They Beat Furiously On The Closed Windows, The Man Inside Turns His Head In Their Direction, First To One Side Then To The Other, He Is Clearly Shouting Something, To Judge By The Movements Of His Mouth He Appears To Be Repeating Some Words, No One Word But Three, As Turns Out To Be The Case When Someone Finally Manages To Open The Door, I Am Blind.

Don't Be Afraid, The Darkness You're In Is No Greater Than The Darkness Inside Your Own Body, They Are Two Darknesses Separated By A Skin, I Bet You've Never Thought Of That, You Carry A Darkness About With You All The Time And That Doesn't Frighten You...my Dear Chap, You Have To Learn To Live With The Darkness Outside Just As You Learned To Live With The Darkness Inside

Creating Is Always So Much More Stimulating Than Destroying.