Not Believing Has A Sickness Which Is

Set Out From Any Point. They Are All Alike. They All Lead To A Point Of Departure.

What Words Say Does Not Last. The Words Last. Because Words Are Always The Same, And What They Say Is Never The Same.

Certainties Are Arrived At Only On Foot.

More Grievous Than Tears Is The Sight Of Them.

Humanity Does Not Know Where To Go Because No One Is Waiting For It: Not Even God.