What's Most Worthless About Dreams Is That

To Create, I Destroyed Myself; I Made Myself External To Such A Degree Within Myself That Within Myself I Do Not Exist Except In An External Fashion. I Am The Living Setting In Which Several Actors Make Entrances, Putting On Several Different Plays.

I Asked For Very Little From Life, And Even This Little Was Denied Me.

Everything Is Worthwhile If The Soul Is Not Small.

Life Is What We Make Of It. Travel Is The Traveler. What We See Isn't What We See But What We Are.

Should You Ask Me If I'm Happy, I'll Answer That I'm Not.