Yesterday, Happiness Came In Suddenly, As It

Anti-clericalism And Non-belief, Have Their Bigots Just As Orthodoxy Does.

Thought Flies And Words Go On Foot.

Thoughts Fly And Words Go On Foot. Therein Lies All The Drama Of A Writer.

A Child's Fear Is A World Whose Dark Corners Are Quite Unknown To Grownup People; It Has Its Sky And Its Abysses, A Sky Without Stars, Abysses Into Which No Light Can Ever Penetrate.

Within Ourselves Is Not Very Far And Yet It Is So Far That One's Whole Life Is Not Always Long Enough To Get There.