I Stop Wanting What I

Man, When He Is Merely What He Seems To Be, Is Almost Nothing.

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.

That In Man Which Cannot Be Domesticated Is Not His Evil But His Goodness.

In A Full Heart There Is Room For Everything, And In An Empty Heart There Is Room For Nothing.

I Stop Wanting What I Am Looking For, Looking For It.