The Abstract Kills, The Concrete

Good To Know That If I Ever Need Attention All I Have To Do Is Die.

And The Danger Is That In This Move Toward New Horizons And Far Directions, That I May Lose What I Have Now, And Not Find Anything Except Loneliness

Once One Has Seen God, What Is The Remedy?

Character Is Fate.

Happy! That Is Indefinable As Far As States Of Being Go.