What If - What If Life Itself

The Stupid Believe That To Be Truthful Is Easy; Only The Artist, The Great Artist, Knows How Difficult It Is.

There Seemed To Be Nothing To See; No Fences, No Creeks Or Trees, No Hills Or Fields. If There Was A Road, I Could Not Make It Out In The Faint Starlight. There Was Nothing But Land: Not A Country At All, But The Material Out Of Which Countries Are Made.

People Always Think The Bread Of Another Country Is Better Than Their Own.

Only The Stupid And The Phlegmatic Should Teach.

That Is Happiness; To Be Dissolved Into Something Complete And Great.