All The Forces In The World Are

A Great Artist Is A Great Man In A Great Child.

Be As A Bird Perched On A Frail Branch That She Feels Bending Beneath Her, Still She Sings Away All The Same, Knowing She Has Wings.

His Whole Life Was Now Summed Up In Two Words: Absolute Uncertainty Within An Impenetrable Fog.

The Flesh Is The Upper Surface Of The Unknown.

The Soul Has Illusions As The Bird Has Wings: It Is Supported By Them.