One Handles Truths Like Dynamite.

... Only Love Begets Love.

The Unknown Was My Compass. The Unknown Was My Encyclopedia. The Unnamed Was My Science And Progress.

A Leaf Fluttered In Through The Window This Morning, As If Supported By The Rays Of The Sun, A Bird Settled On The Fire Escape, Joy In The Task Of Coffee, Joy Accompanied Me As I Walked.

He Does Not Need Opium. He Has The Gift Of Reverie.

Tropical Nights Are Hammocks For Lovers.