We Don't Get To Know Anything But

The Words You've Bandied Are Sufficient; 'tis Deeds That I Prefer To See. [ger., Der Worte Sind Genug Gewechselt, Lasst Mich Auch Endlich Thaten Sehn.]

We Are Forced To Participate In The Games Of Life Before We Can Possibly Learn How To Use The Options In The Rules Governing Them.

The Miller Believes That All The Wheat Grows So That His Mill Keeps Running.

Everything That Frees Our Spirit Without Giving Us Control Of Ourselves Is Ruinous.

Whatever Liberates Our Spirit, Without Also Giving Us Mastery Over Ourselves, Is Destructive.