Travelers, There Is No Path, Paths Are

And To Walk Through Life In Dreams Out Of Love For The Hand That Guides Us.

Man Would Be "otherwise." That's The Essence Of The Specifically Human.

All Our Efforts Must Tend Towards Light.

I Thought My Fire Was Out, And Stirred The Ashes…. I Burnt My Fingers.

It Is Good Knowing That Glasses Are To Drink From; The Bad Thing Is Not To Know What Thirst Is For.