God finds himself by creating.

When I think of ages past That have floated down the stream Of life and love and death, I feel how free it makes us To pass away.

Merely to exist is not enough.

By unrighteousness man prospers, gains what appears desirable, conquer enemies, but perishes a the root.

For many years, at great cost, I traveled through many countries, saw the high mountains, the oceans. The only things I did not see were the sparkling dewdrops in the grass just outside my door.

My dearest life, I know you are not mine forever; but do love me even if it’s for this moment. After that I shall vanish into the forest where you cast me, I won’t ask anyone for anything again. Give me something that can last me till I die.

to tyrannize for the country is to tyrannize over the country