From The Beginning, I Wanted

One Travels To Run Away From Routine, That Dreadful Routine That Kills All Imagination And All Our Capacity For Enthusiasm.

I Can See Now That A Concept Or Even A Feeling Makes No Sense Unless Out Of Our Substance We Spin Around It A Web Of References, Of Relationships, Of Values.

Shall We Ever See The 10 Million Things Of The Universe Simultaneously In Order To Be The All? I Am Convinced That To Live Is To Travel Towards The World's End.

Words Are Impotent To Describe Certain Emotions.

It Is Always Our Own Self That We Find At The End Of The Journey. The Sooner We Face That Self, The Better.