Wisdom Cannot Be Imparted. Wisdom That A

Love Is Like Death. It Is Fulfillment And An Evening After Which Nothing More May Follow.

I Shall Begin My Story With An Experience I Had When I Was Ten And Attended Our Small Town's Latin School.

In My Brain Were Stored A Thousand Pictures.

The Sacred Sense Of Beyond, Of Timelessness, Of A World Which Had An Eternal Value And The Substance Of Which Was Divine Had Been Given Back To Me Today By This Friend Of Mine Who Taught Me Dancing.

...and The Vessel Was Not Full, His Intellect Was Not Satisfied, His Soul Was Not At Peace, His Heart Was Not Still.