If Not Reason, Then The

If You Love Everything, You Will Perceive The Divine Mystery Of Things.

Men Like To To Count Their Troubles; Few Calculate Their Happiness.

For All Is Like An Ocean, All Flows And Connects; Touch It In One Place And It Echoes At The Other End Of The World.

Killing Myself Was A Matter Of Such Indifference To Me That I Felt Like Waiting For A Moment When It Would Make Some Difference.

I Used To Imagine Adventures For Myself, I Invented A Life, So That I Could At Least Exist Somehow.