A Middling Talent Makes For A More

I Feel Half Faded Away Like Some Figure In The Background Of An Old Picture.

We Re All Muddlers. The Thing Is To See Is When One's Got To Stop Muddling.

We Live In A Fantasy World, A World Of Illusion. The Great Task In Life Is To Find Reality.

Real Misery Cuts Off All Paths To Itself.

I Daresay Anything Can Be Made Holy By Being Sincerely Worshipped.