There Is No Eloquence Without A Man

It Is The Eye Which Makes The Horizon.

I Will Not Live Out Of Me I Will Not See With Others' Eyes My Good Is Good, My Evil Ill I Would Be Free.

Cities Force Growth And Make People Talkative And Entertaining, But They Also Make Them Artificial.

Whatever Limits Us We Call Fate.

When We Have Arrived At The Question, The Answer Is Already Near.