As Known Unknowns Become Known; Unknown Unknowns

The Self Is Too Small An Object For Perpetual Enthusiasm.

With Mind Distracted, Never Thinking, "death Is Coming," To Slave Away On The Pointless Business Of Mundane Life, And Then To Come Out Empty--it Is A Tragic Error. (116) Trans By Robert Thurman

Poetry Is A Special Use Of Language That Opens Onto The Real. The Business Of The Poet Is Truth Telling, Which Is Why In The Celtic Tradition No One Could Be A Teacher Unless He Or She Was A Poet.

First Of All, My Persuasion Is What Really Breeds Violence Is Political Differences. But Because Religion Serves As The Soul Of Community, It Gets Drawn Into The Fracas And Turns Up The Heat.

My Body Was Born Into The - Baptized In The Methodist Church, And It Will Be Buried In The Methodist Church. Meanwhile, I Have A Soul. And My Soul Cannot Be Confined To Any Human Institution.