I Am Too Far Away From What

The Mistake That Men Make Is That They Do Not Believe In Theater. Otherwise, They Would Know That Every Man Is Allowed To Play Thecelestial Tragedies And To Become God. All He Has To Do Is Harden His Heart.

We Turn Toward God Only To Obtain The Impossible.

In The Past, The Poverty They Shared Had A Certain Sweetness About It. When The End Of The Day Came And They Would Eat Their Dinner In Silence With The Oil Lamp Between Them, There Was A Secret Joy In Such Simplicity, Such Retrenchment.

There Is A Terrible Emptiness In Me, An Indifference That Hurts.

I Had The Whole Sky In My Eyes And It Was Blue And Gold.