The sun is new each day.
I am what libraries and librarians have made me, with little assistance from a professor of Greek and poets
Life is a child moving counters in a game.
You may travel far and wide but never will you find the boundaries of the soul.
Time is a child playing with droughts. The lordship is to the child.
For when is death not within our selves? And as Heracleitus says: “Living and dead are the same, and so are awake and asleep, young and old. The former when shifted are the latter, and again the latter when shifted are the former."