It is possible I never learned the names of birds in order to discover the bird of peace, the bird of paradise, the bird of the soul, the bird of desire. It is possible I avoided learning the names of composers and their music the better to close my eyes and listen to the mystery of all music as an ocean. It may be I have not learned dates in history in order to reach the essence of timelessness. It may be I never learned geography the better to map my own routes and discover my own lands. The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress.

Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the universe only reduce the expansion of its meaning.

The child who is uprooted begins to recognize that what he builds within himself is what will endure, what will withstand shattering experiences.

Guilt is the one burden human beings can't bear alone.

I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me

I looked upon a clock to find the truth. The hours were passing like ivory chess figures, striking piano notes, and the minutes raced on wires mounted like tin soldiers. Hours like tall ebony women with gongs between their legs, tolling continuously so that I could not count them. I heard the rolling of my heart-beats; I heard the footsteps of my dreams, and the beat of time was lost among them like the face of truth.

Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.