The Pettiness Of A Mind Can Be

Through Fear Of Resembling One Another, Through Horror Of Having To Submit, Through Uncertainty As Well, Through Skepticism And Complexity, There Is A Multitude Of Individual Little Beliefs For The Triumph Of Strange Little Individuals.

One Does Not Discover New Lands Without Consenting To Lose Sight Of The Shore For A Very Long Time.

Do Not Think Your Truth Can Be Found By Anyone Else.

Old Hands Soil, It Seems, Whatever They Caress, But They Too Have Their Beauty When They Are Joined In Prayer. Young Hands Were Made For Caresses And The Sheathing Of Love. It Is A Pity To Make Them Join Too Soon.

The True Hypocrite Is The One Who Ceases To Perceive His Deception, The One Who Lies With Sincerity.