Enough To Know No Knowing.

The Blind Have No Notion Of Time. The Things Of Time Are Hidden From Them Too.

It's A Rare Thing Not To Have Been Bonny-- Once.

Better Hope Deferred Than None.

What Do I Know Of Man's Destiny? I Could Tell You More About Radishes.

Yesterday Is Not A Milestone That Has Been Passed, But A Daystone On The Beaten Track Of The Years, And Irremediably Part Of Us, Within Us, Heavy And Dangerous. We Are Not Merely More Weary Because Of Yesterday, We Are Other, No Longer What We Were Before The Calamity Of Yesterday.