I Think All Sorrows Can Be Borne

The Divine Art Is The Story.

Human Talk Is A Centrifugal Function, Ever In Flight Outwards From What Is On The Talker's Mind.

Some Travelers Are Drawn Forward By A Goal Lying Before Them In The Way Iron Is Drawn To The Magnet. Others Are Driven On By A Force Lying Behind Them. In Such A Way The Bowstring Makes The Arrow Fly.

When You Have Caught The Rhythm Of Africa, You Find Out That It Is The Same In All Her Music.

I Think It Will Be Truly Glorious When Women Become Real People And Have The Whole World Open To Them.