One Reads In Order To Ask Questions

Writing [is] A Form Of Prayer.

How Can One Take Delight In The World Unless One Flees To It For Refuge?

There Is Nothing Bad To Fear; Once You Have Crossed That Threshold, All Is Well. Another World, And You Do Not Have To Speak

He Who Seeks Does Not Find, But He Who Does Not Seek Will Be Found.

If This Is What You Came For, Then I Didn't Send For You. Kafka (note To Himself In Journal)