In the days of the frost seek an minor sun.

Great minds have always seen it. That is why man has survived his journey this long. When we fail to wish any longer to be otherwise than what we are, we will have ceased to evolve. Evolution has to be lived forward. I say this as one who has stood above the bones of much that has vanished, and at midnight has examined his own face.

What if I am, in some way, only a sophisticated fire that has acquired an ability to regulate its rate of combustion and to hoard its fuel in order to see and walk?

When man becomes greater than nature, nature, which gave him birth, will respond.

I love forms beyond my own, and regret the borders between us

Modern man lives increasingly in the future and neglects the present.

It has been asserted that we are destined to know the dark beyond the stars before we comprehend the nature of our own journey.