There will be no proof that I ever was a writer.

In me, by myself, without human relationship, there are no visible lies. The limited circle is pure.

I carry the bars within me.

All language is but a poor translation.

All science is methodolgy with regard to the Absolute. Therefore, there need be no fear of the unequivocally methodological. It isa husk, but not more than everything except the One.

Work as joy, inaccessible to the psychologists.

I am a cage, in search of a bird.