The hero is he who is immovably centered.
The Frenchman invented the ruffle; the Englishman added the shirt.
The land is the appointed remedy for whatever is false and fantastic in our culture...food for our mind, as well as our body.
How we hate this solemn Ego that accompanies the learned, like a double, wherever he goes.
Everything in nature goes by law, and not by luck.
Words are finite organs of the infinite mind. They cannot cover the dimensions of what is in truth. They break, chop, and impoverish it.