Absence, The Highest Form Of Presence.

The Mocker Is Never Taken Seriously When He Is Most Serious.

Welcome, O Life! I Go To Encounter For The Millionth Time The Reality Of Experience And To Forge In The Smithy Of My Soul The Uncreated Conscience Of My Race.

They Lived And Laughed And Loved And Left.

What Did It Avail To Pray When He Knew His Soul Lusted After Its Own Destruction?

There Is An Atmosphere Of Spiritual Effort Here. No Other City Is Quite Like It. I Wake Early, Often At 5 O'clock, And Start Writing At Once.