The Soul Is The Weariest Part Of

[a]nother Important Difference Between Tourist And Traveler Is That The Former Accepts His Own Civilization Without Question; Not So The Traveler, Who Compares It With The Others, And Rejects Those Elements He Finds Not To His Liking.

A Black Star Appears, A Point Of Darkness In The Night Sky's Clarity. Point Of Darkness And Gateway To Repose. Reach Out, Pierce The Fine Fabric Of The Sheltering Sky, Take Repose.

It's Very Hard To Write About That Which Is Always Beautiful And Pleasant And Good. You Don't Get Anywhere With It. There's No Friction In It. There's No Trouble. You Have To Have Trouble. Somebody's Got To Get In Trouble, Or No One Wants To Read It.

It's Unnecessary And Destructive To Think Of Oneself At All. People Ask Me, 'what Do You Think Of Yourself As?' My Answer Is, 'nothing.

I've Always Wanted To Get As Far As Possible From The Place Where I Was Born. Far Both Geographically And Spiritually. To Leave It Behind ... I Feel That Life Is Very Short And The World Is There To See And One Should Know As Much About It As Possible. One Belongs To The Whole World, Not Just One Part Of It.