In A Way, I Was Safe Writing

But What If All The Tranquility, All The Comfort, All The Contentment Were Now To Come To A Horrifying End?

The Dream Reveals The Reality Which Conception Lags Behind. That Is The Horror Of Life-the Terror Of Art.

Man Cannot Live Without A Permanent Trust In Something Indestructible In Himself, Though Both The Indestructible Element And The Trust May Remain Permanently Hidden From Him. One Of The Ways In Which This Hiddenness Can Express Itself Is Through Faith In A Personal God.

There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope In The Universe ... But Not For Us.

It Receives You When You Come And Dismisses You When You Go.