Under All That We Think, Lives All

What Have You Done With The Garden That Was Entrusted To You?

Travelers, There Is No Path, Paths Are Made By Walking.

The Deepest Words Of The Wise Man Teach Us The Same As The Whistle Of The Wind When It Blows Or The Sound Of The Water When It Is Flowing.

The Only Living Language Is The Language In Which We Think And Have Our Being.

What The Poet Is Searching For Is Not The Fundamental I But The Deep You.