Nothing Is As Deceptive As A Photograph.

I Do Not Read Advertisements. I Would Spend All Of My Time Wanting Things.

For We Are Like Tree Trunks In The Snow. In Appearance They Lie Smoothly And A Little Push Should Be Enough To Set Them Rolling. No, It Can't Be Done, For They Are Firmly Wedded To The Ground. But See, Even That Is Only Appearance.

Dread Of Night. Dread Of Not-night.

I Have The True Feeling Of Myself Only When I Am Unbearably Unhappy.

The Fact That There Is Nothing But A Spiritual World Deprives Us Of Hope And Gives Us Certainty.