To The Man Whose Senses Are Alive

To Make Living Itself An Art, That Is The Goal.

Who Wants To Be A Hundred? What's The Point Of It? A Short Life And A Merry One Is Far Better Than A Long One Sustained By Fear, Caution, And Perpetual Medical Surveillance.

There Is Nothing Strange About Fear: No Matter In What Guise It Presents Itself It Is Something With Which We Are All So Familiar That When A Man Appears Who Is Without It We Are At Once Enslaved By Him.

In Expanding The Field Of Knowledge We But Increase The Horizon Of Ignorance.

If We Have Not Found Heaven Within, It Is A Certainty We Will Not Find It Without.