Who Apart From Ourselves, Can See Any

There May Always Be Another Reality To Make Fiction Of The Truth We Think We've Arrived At.

In Our Plain Defects We Already Know The Brotherhood Of Man.

The First Of Our Senses Which We Should Take Care Never To Let Rust Through Disuse Is That Sixth Sense, The Imagination. I Mean The Wide-open Eye Which Leads Us To See Truth More Vividly, To Apprehend More Broadly, To Concern Ourselves More Deeply, To Be, All Our Life Long, Sensitive And Awake To The Powers And Responsibilities Given To Us As Human Beings.

How Nature Loves The Incomplete. She Knows If She Drew A Conclusion It Would Finish Her.

I Travel Light; As Light, That Is, As A Man Can Travel Who Will Still Carry His Body Around Because Of Its Sentimental Value.