No Worse Fate Can Befall A Young

An Increasing Number Of People Who Lead Mental Lives Of Great Intensity, People Who Are Sensitive By Nature, Notice The Steadily More Frequent Appearance In Them Of Mental States Of Great Strangeness ... A Wordless And Irrational Feeling Of Ecstasy; Or A Breath Of Psychic Pain; A Sense Of Being Spoken To From Afar, From The Sky Or The Sea; An Agonizingly Developed Sense Of Hearing Which Can Cause One To Wince At The Murmuring Of Unseen Atoms; An Irrational Staring Into The Heart Of Some Closed Kingdom Suddenly And Briefly Revealed.

And Love Was Creation's Source,creation's Ruler; But All Love's Ways Are Strewn With Blossoms And Blood, Blossoms And Blood.

In Old Age We Are Like A Batch Of Letters That Someone Has Sent. We Are No Longer In The Past, We Have Arrived.

Truth Is Neither Ojectivity Nor The Balanced View; Truth Is A Selfless Subjectivity.

Were I More Conversant With Literature And Its Great Names, I Could Go On Quoting Them Ad Infinitum And Acknowledge My Debt For The Merit You Have Been Generous Enough To Find In My Work