The only fit reply to a fit request is silence and the fact.

Follow your path, and let the people talk.

Not one drop of blood is left inside my veins that does not throb: I recognize signs of the ancient flame.

Go right on and listen as thou goest.

Pure essence, and pure matter, and the two joined into one were shot forth without flaw, like three bright arrows from a three-string bow.

So that the Universe felt love, by which, as somebelieve, the world has many times been turned to chaos. And at that moment this ancient rock, here and elsewhere, fell broken into pieces.

The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.