Through All The World There

Do You Know...what I Think Is A Great Pity? It Is This: That We Have All Become Such Skeptics That We Hardly Believe What Our Pious Grandmothers Told Us.

It Is A Sad Hardship And Slavery To People Who Live In Towns, That In Their Movements They Know Of One Dimension Only; They Walk Along The Line As If They Were Led On A String. The Transition From The Line To The Plane Into The Two Dimensions, When You Wander Across A Field Or Through A Wood, Is A Splendid Liberation To The Slaves, Like The French Revolution. But In The Air You Are Taken Into The Full Freedom Of The Three Dimensions; After Long Ages Of Exile And Dreams The Homesick Heart Throws Itself Into The Arms Of Space.

For Really, Dreaming Is The Well-mannered People's Way Of Committing Suicide.

I Have Been Trying For A Long Time To Understand God. Now I Have Made Friends With Him. To Love Him Truly You Must Love Change, And You Must Love A Joke, These Being The True Inclinations Of His Own Heart.

You Can't Change The Past, But You Can Ruin The Present By Worrying About The Future.