I Have Often Marveled At The Thin

We Had Seen God In His Splendors, Heard The Text That Nature Renders. We Had Reached The Naked Soul Of Man.

When Things Are Easy, I Hate It.

I Have Often Marveled At The Thin Line Which Separates Success From Failure.

One Feels 'the Dearth Of Human Words, The Roughness Of Mortal Speech' In Trying To Describe Things Intangible.

A Man Must Shape Himself To A New Mark Directly The Old One Goes To Ground.