Truth Suffers From Too Much Analysis.

Logic Is Good For Playing Chess But Is Often Too Slow For The Needs Of Survival.

The Flesh Surrenders Itself. Eternity Takes Back Its Own. Our Bodies Stirred These Waters Briefly, Danced With A Certain Intoxication Before The Love Of Life And Self, Dealt With A Few Strange Ideas, Then Submitted To The Instruments Of Time. What Can We Say Of This? I Occurred. I Am Not...yet, I Occurred.

The Only Past Which Endures Lies Wordlessly Within You.

Beaurocracy Destroys Initiative.

There Is Only One True Wealth In All The Universe. I Have Given You Some Of It. I Have Given Your Father And Your Mate Some Of It. And Your Friends. This Wealth Is Living Time.