I Follow My Heart, For I Can

Youth Covets; Let Not This Covetousness Seduce You.

The Reason For You Complaint Lies, It Seems To Me, In The Constraint Which Your Intellect Imposes Upon Your Imagination. Here I Will Make An Observation, And Illustrate It By An Allegory. Apparently, It Is Not Good-and Indeed It Hinders The Creative Work Of The Mind-if The If The Intellect Examines Too Closely The Ideas Pouring In, As It Were, At The Gates.

Our Safety Is Not In Blindness, But In Facing Our Dangers.

The Joke Loses Everything When The Joker Laughs Himself.

A Healthy Nature Needs No God Or Immortality