The Soul Exceeds Its Circumstances.

The Child Who Dwells Inside Us Trusts That There Are Wise Men Somewhere Who Know The Truth.

Grow Your Tree Of Falsehood From A Small Grain Of Truth. Do Not Follow Those Who Lie In Contempt Of Reality. Let Your Lie Be Even More Logical Than The Truth Itself, So The Weary Travelers May Find Repose.

I Am Composed Of Contradictions, Which Is Why Poetry Is A Better Form For Me Than Philosophy

The Revolt Against One's Environment Is Usually 'shame' Of One's Environment.

We Have Become Indifferent To Content, And React, Not Even To Form, But To Technique, To Technical Efficiency Itself.