To Perceive The Aura Of

Ownership Is The Most Intimate Relationship That One Can Have To Objects. Not That They Come Alive In Him; It Is He Who Lives In Them.

The Good Tidings Which The Historian Of The Past Brings With Throbbing Heart May Be Lost In A Void The Very Moment He Opens His Mouth.

Not To Find One’s Way Around A City Does Not Mean Much. But To Lose One’s Way In A City, As One Loses One’s Way In A Forest, Requires Some Schooling.

The Nourishing Fruit Of The Historically Understood Contains Time As A Precious But Tasteless Seed.

The Only Way Of Knowing A Person Is To Love Them Without Hope.