Truth Is Singular. Its 'versions' Are Mistruths.

I Believe There Is Another World Waiting For Us. A Better World. And I'll Be Waiting For You There.

The Better Organized The State, The Duller Its Humanity.

Don't Bemoan Your Misspent Life Quite Yet. Forgive Me For Flaunting My Experience, But You Have No Conception Of What A Misspent Life Constitutes.

Dreams Are Shores Where The Ocean Of Spirit Meets The Land Of Matter. Dreams Are Beaches Where The Yet-to-be, The Once-were, The Will-never-be May Walk Awhile With The Still-are.

Faith, The Least Exclusive Club On Earth, Has The Craftiest Doorman.