You Do Not See The River Of

He Who Does Not Fill His World With Phantoms Remains Alone.

My Great Day Came And Went, I Do Not Know How. Because It Did Not Pass Through Dawn When It Came, Nor Through Dusk When It Went.

The Children Whom Nobody Leads By The Hand Are The Children Who Know They Are Children.

Everything That I Bear Within Me Bound, Is To Be Found Somewhere Else Free.

The Less You Think You Are, The More You Bear. And If You Think You Are Nothing, You Bear Everything.