Don’t Wait To Be Hunted

The Creation Of The World Did Not Take Place Once And For All Time, But Takes Place Every Day.

Any Fool Can Turn A Blind Eye But Who Knows What The Ostrich Sees In The Sand.

Light Black. From Pole To Pole.

He Who Has Waited Long Enough, Will Wait Forever. And There Comes The Hour When Nothing More Can Happen And Nobody More Can Come And All Is Ended But The Waiting That Knows Itself In Vain.

My Dear Tom, Delighted To Get Your Letter. Do Write Again. This Life Is Terrible And I Don't Understand How It Can Be Endured.