You See, One Loves The Sunset When

Man Is, Above All, He Who Creates.

No One Has Tamed You And You Haven't Tamed Anyone.your'e The Way My Fox Was. He Was Just A Fox Like A Hundred Thousand Others. But I've Made Him My Friend, And Now He's The Only Fox In The World.

Friendship Is Born From An Identity Of Spiritual Goals - From Common Navigation Toward A Star.

For There Is But One Problem - The Problem Of Human Relations. We Forget That There Is No Hope Or Joy Except In Human Relations.

Sitting In The Flickering Light Of The Candles On This Kerchief Of Sand, On This Village Square, We Waited In The Night. We Were Waiting For The Rescuing Dawn - Or For The Moors. Something, I Know Not What, Lent This Night A Savor Of Christmas. We Told Stories, We Joked, We Sang Songs. In The Air There Was That Slight Fever That Reigns Over A Gaily Prepared Feast. And Yet We Were Infinitely Poor. Wind, Sand, And Stars. The Austerity Of Trappists. But On This Badly Lighted Cloth, A Handful Of Men Who Possessed Nothing In The World But Their Memories Were Sharing Invisible Riches.