The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
The Hippopotamus The broad-backed hippopotamus Rests on his belly in the mud; Although he seems so firm to us He…
To See It is a question of seeing so much clearer of doing to things what light does to them.
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.