THE FISH IN the water is silent, the animal on the earth is noisy, the bird in the air is singing, But Man has in him the silence of the sea, the noise of the earth and the music of the air.
DO NOT LEAVE me and go, for it is night. The road through the wilderness is lonely and dark and lost in tangles: The tired earth lies still, like one blind and without a staff. I seem to have waited for this moment for ages to light my lamp and cull my flowers. I have reached the brink of the shoreless sea to take my plunge and lose myself for ever.