My Undertaking Is Not Difficult, Essentially. I

Many People Have Thought Of Me As A Thinker, As A Philosopher, Or Even As A Mystic. Well The Truth Is That Though I Have Found Reality Perplexing Enough - In Fact, I Find It Gets More Perplexing All The Time - I Never Think Of Myself As A Thinker.

Canada Is So Far Away It Hardly Exists.

The Future Is As Irrevocable As An Inflexible Yesterday.

In Fact I'm In Too Much Of A Mental Muddle To Know Where I Am - An Idealist Or Not. I'm A Mere Man Of Letters, And I Do What I Can With Those Subjects.

You May Win Your Heart's Desire, But In The End You're Cheated Of It By Death.