Like Ships That Have Gone Down At

A Genuine Odyssey Is Not About Piling Up Experiences. It Is A Deeply Felt, Risky, Unpredictable Tour Of The Soul.

And The Heart That Is Soonest Awake To The Flowers Is Always The First To Be Touch'd By The Thorns.

Soul Is To Be Found In The Vicinity Of Taboo.

Though The Last Glimpse Of Erin With Sorrow I See, Yet Wherever Thou Art Shall Seem Erin To Me; In Exile Thy Bosom Shall Still Be My Home, And Thine Eyes Make My Climate Wherever We Roam.

How Many Times Do We Lose An Occasion For Soul Work By Leaping Ahead To Final Solutions Without Pausing To Savor The Undertones? We Are A Radically Bottom-line Society, Eager To Act And To End Tension, And Thus We Lose Opportunities To Know Ourselves For Our Motives And Our Secrets.