I Fly Because It Releases My Mind

I Remembered The Fox. One Runs The Risk Of Crying A Bit If One Allows Oneself To Be Tamed.

Cries Of Despair, Misery, Sobbing Grief Are A Kind Of Wealth.

Each Man Must Look To Himself To Teach Him The Meaning Of Life. It Is Not Something Discovered: It Is Something Molded.

Only The Unknown Frightens Men. But Once A Man Has Faced The Unknown, That Terror Becomes The Known.

One Runs The Risk Of Weeping A Little, If One Lets Himself Be Tamed.