I Need Solitude For My

Life's Splendor Forever Lies In Wait About Each One Of Us In All Its Fullness, But Veiled From View, Deep Down, Invisible, Far Off. It Is There, Though, Not Hostile, Not Reluctant, Not Deaf. If You Summon It By The Right Word, By Its Right Name, It Will Come.

In Paradise, As Always: That Which Causes The Sin And That Which Recognizes It For What It Is Are One. The Clear Conscience Is Evil, Which Is So Entirely Victorious That It Does Not Any Longer Consider The Leap From Left To Right Necessary.

The Spirit Becomes Free Only When It Ceases To Be A Support.

No Sooner Said Than Done - So Acts Your Man Of Worth.

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.