It Is Now, And In This World,

There Are Very Few Monsters Who Warrant The Fear We Have Of Them.

The Color Of Truth Is Gray.

Most Often People Seek In Life Occasions For Persisting In Their Opinions Rather Than For Educating Themselves.

I Wished For Nothing Beyond Her Smile, And To Walk With Her Thus, Hand In Hand, Along A Sun Warmed, Flower Bordered Path.

It Seems To Me That Had I Not Known Dostoevsky Or Nietzsche Or Freud Or X Or Z, I Should Have Thought Just As I Did, And That I Found In Them Rather An Authorization Than An Awakening. Above All, They Taught Me To Cease Doubting, To Cease Fearing My Thoughts, And To Let Those Thoughts Lead Me To Those Lands That Were Not Uninhabitable Because After All I Found Them Already There .