Love Compels Cruelty To Those

Music Heard So Deeply That It Is Not Heard At All, But You Are The Music While The Music Lasts.

I Read, Much Of The Night, And Go South In The Winter.

It Is Impossible To Say Just What I Mean!

After Such Knowledge, What Forgiveness?

The Endless Cycle Of Idea And Action, Endless Invention, Endless Experiment, Brings Knowledge Of Motion, But Not Of Stillness; Knowledge Of Speech, But Not Of Silence; Knowledge Of Words, And Ignorance Of The Word. All Our Knowledge Brings Us Nearer To Our Ignorance, All Our Ignorance Brings Us Nearer To Death, But Nearness To Death No Nearer To God. Where Is The Life We Have Lost In Living? Where Is The Wisdom We Have Lost In Knowledge? Where Is The Knowledge We Have Lost In Information? The Cycles Of Heaven In Twenty Centuries Bring Us Farther From God And Nearer To The Dust.