You Do Miracles If You Concentrate Your

I Hope For Nothing. I Fear Nothing. I Am Free.

Three Kinds Of Souls, Three Prayers: 1) I Am A Bow In Your Hands, Lord. Draw Me, Lest I Rot. 2) Do Not Overdraw Me, Lord. I Shall Break. 3) Overdraw Me, Lord, And Who Cares If I Break.

Before Me Is The Abyss. How Can I Leap Across It? And If I Do Not Leap, How Shall I Ever Be Able To Reach God?

As Long As Our Souls Remain Strong, That Is All That Matters; As Long As They Don't Decline. Because With The Fall Of Certain Souls In This World, The World Itself Will Collapse. These Are The Pillars Which Support It. They Are Few, But Enough.

To Cleave That Sea [the Aegean] In The Gentle Autumnal Season, Murmuring The Name Of Each Islet, Is To My Mind The Joy Most Apt To Transport The Heart Of Man Into Paradise.