The Way You Live Your Days Is

Our Life Is A Faint Tracing On The Surface Of Mystery.

You Can't Test Courage Cautiously.

At A Certain Point, You Say To The Woods, To The Sea, To The Mountains, The World, Now I Am Ready. Now I Will Stop And Be Wholly Attentive. You Empty Yourself And Wait, Listening.

I Know Only Enough Of God To Want To Worship Him, By Any Means Ready To Hand.

The Mind Itself Is An Art Object. It Is A Mondrian Canvas Onto Whose Homemade Grids It Fits Its Own Preselected Products. Our Knowledge Is Contextual And Only Contextual. Ordering And Invention Coincide: We Call Their Collaboration Knowledge.