Each And All, We Are Riding Into

Over The Whole Earth- This Infinitely Small Globe That Possesses All We Know Of Sunshine And Bird Song- An Unfamiliar Blight Is Creeping: Man- Man, Who Has Become At Last A Planetary Disease And Who Would, If His Technology Yet Permitted, Pass This Infection To Another Star.

I Am What I Am And Cannot Be Otherwise Because Of The Shadows.

At The Core Of The Universe, The Face Of God Wears A Smile

When Man Becomes Greater Than Nature, Nature, Which Gave Him Birth, Will Respond.

The Freedom To Create Is Somehow Linked With Facility Of Access To Those Obscure Regions Below The Conscious Mind.