Truly Nothing Is To Be

Notwithstanding The Poverty Of My Outside Experience, I Have Always Had A Significance For Myself, And Every Chance To Stumle Along My Straight And Narrow Little Path, And To Worship At The Feet Of My Deity, And What More Can A Human Soul Ask For?

Truly Nothing Is To Be Expected Except For The Unexpected.

I Wonder Whether If I Had An Education I Should Have Been More Or Less A Fool That I Am.

Who Would Ever Give Up The Reality Of Dreams For Relative Knowledge?

How Sick One Gets Of Being "good," How Much I Should Respect Myself If I Could Burst Out And Make Everyone Wretched For Twenty-four Hours; Embody Selfishness.