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But The Conceited Man Did Not Hear Him. Conceited People Never Hear Anything But Praise.

You Give Birth To That On Which You Fix Your Mind

Perhaps Creativity Is Fumbling That Dance Step, Or Driving The Chisel The Wrong Way Into The Stone.

Of What Worth Are Convictions That Bring Not Suffering?

No Destiny Attacks Us From Outside. But, Within Him, Man Bears His Fate And There Comes A Moment When He Knows Himself Vulnerable; And Then, As In A Vertigo, Blunder Upon Blunder Lures Him.