There Is Nothing Bad To Fear; Once

A Book Must Be An Ice-axe To Break The Seas Frozen Inside Our Soul.

One Tells As Few Lies As Possible Only By Telling As Few Lies As Possible, And Not By Having The Least Possible Opportunity To Do So.

I Never Imagined That So Many Days Would Ultimately Make Such A Small Life.

What Is Written Is Merely The Dregs Of Experience.

Life's Splendor Forever Lies In Wait About Each One Of Us In All Its Fullness, But Veiled From View, Deep Down, Invisible, Far Off. It Is There, Though, Not Hostile, Not Reluctant, Not Deaf. If You Summon It By The Right Word, By Its Right Name, It Will Come.