A strange form of self-indulgence! times I may laug t know I am being wronged and ced.
s of the pursued?
Let take your garment. again; surely you .
It is a pity t money-c be good gardeners.
Please do not s ues. I hey are like mine own.
en tributed to myself crimes I ted, so t table in my presence.
Even tery.
You may judge oto your knowledge of yourself.
tell me now, wy and wy?
truly just is y of your misdeeds.
Only an idiot and a genius break man-made la to t of God.
It is only .
I if I am to have an enemy
Let rengto mine,
t trutor.
You e friendly h die.
Per suicide in self-defence.
Long ago too loving and too lovable.
And strange to relate I met erday.
t time to take a prostitute to prison; time cast; and time -figer inside a church.
If all true, t one long crime.
Pity is but ice.
t to me is to w.
o prison say in your , quot;May;
And ;May escape from sometill more unbeautiful.quot;
Oftentimes I ed in self-defence; but if I ronger I have used such a weapon.
upid is cred in he smile of his lips.
Only te me.
I ed; I am above no one.
Only ttle me.
I tled; I am below no one.
Your saying to me, quot;I do not understand you,quot; is praise beyond my you do not deserve. I deem myself generous.
of life you lo.
Strange t you sy ted and not the slow-minded,
And ted.
It is to break che head of his enemy.
of t ake out of your .
Life is a procession. t finds it too s and eps out;
And t of foot finds it too sloeps out.
If t it backsteps;
And some of us commit it forward by overruling our children.
truly good is hose who are deemed bad.
e are all prisoners but some of us are in cells .
Strange t s.
So one anot one anoty.
Sues we would also laughe same cause.
An individual is above man-made lail s a crime against man-made conventions; After t han anyone.
Government is an agreement beten wrong.
Crime is eit of a disease.
Is ter fault ts?
If t you, you can pity if you laug him you may never forgive yourself.
If t t if you injure him you will always remember.
In trut sensitive self given another body.
even give ther.
Once a man sat at my board and ate my bread and drank my away laug me.
then he came again for bread and wine, and I spurned him;
And t me.
e is a dead tomb?
It is t the murderer.
tribune of y is in its silent , never its talkative mind.
t sell my days for gold;
And I deem think my days have a price.
ts and our spirits.;
And yet ts and us ts.
I be t among men o fulfil test h no dreams and no desires.
t pitiful among men is urns o silver and gold.
e are all climbing to of our s desire. Seal your sack and your purse and on ty him;
the burden will make his way longer.
And sep; it o your sness.
You cannot judge any man beyond your knowledge of him, and how small is your knowledge.
I listen to a conqueror preaco the conquered.
truly free man is iently.
A to me, quot;I e life, for it is naug a t;
And yesterday I passed by a cemetery and saw life dancing upon his grave.
Strife in nature is but disorder longing for order.
Solitude is a silent storm t breaks down all our dead branches;
Yet it sends our living roots deeper into t of th.
Once I spoke of to a brook, and t me but an imaginative exaggerator;
And once I spoke of a brook to t me but a depreciative defamer.
exalts t above the grasshopper.
t virtue in another world.
to to t in a straighe spacious can move in circles.
If it not for our conception of he sun.
A scientist imagination is a butc-worn scales.
But all vegetarians?
omach.
Deat nearer to to ther is life.
If indeed you must be candid, be candid beautifully; ot, for there is a man in our neighbourhood who is dying.
May among the angels.
A forgotten reality may die and leave in its ualities and facts to be spent in its funeral and tomb.
In trutalk only to ourselves, but sometimes alk loud enoug others may hear us.
t simply.
If t or kno?
Unless I am a p believe t I am an astronomer.
Perion of a she pearl.
Perimes definition of coal is the diamond.
Fame is tanding in t.
A root is a flo disdains fame.
ty.
Every great man I small someted inactivity or madness or suicide.
truly great man is er no one, and wered by none.
I believe t a man is mediocre simply because s.
tolerance is love sick iness.
orms urn; but is it not strange t even eleps will yield?
A disagreement may be test cut betwo minds.
I am t of me consumes t.
e are all seeking t of tain; but s our road be ser if a c and not a guide?
isdom ceases to be oo proud to oo grave to laugoo self-full to seek otself.
you kno know?
I alkative, toleration from tolerant, and kindness from t strange, I am ungrateful to teachers.
A bigot is a stone-leaf orator.
too noisy.
you s t you should sense.
An exaggeration is a trut its temper.
If you can see only w lig sound announces,
trut see nor do you hear.
A fact is a truth unsexed.
You cannot laug time.
t to my are a king a kingdom and a poor man w know o beg.
A s success.
Dig any dig .
Said a ed fox folloy y ;Of course t upid t be. Surely it be y foxes riding on ty asses and accompanied by ty o c;
It is t yields to t never t in us.
A traveller am I and a navigator, and every day I discover a nehin my soul.
A ested saying, quot;Of course it ;
I said to Life, quot;I would ;
And Life raised tle ;You ;
eries of life you long for deat is but anotery of life.
Birt expressions of bravery.
My friend, you and I srangers unto life,
And unto one anoto himself,
Until ten
Deeming your voice my own voice;
And wand before you
tanding before a mirror.
to me, quot;S;
And I say, quot;Only w;
Man is t.
A is one interruption.
t; s cross it, .
Yestereve I sas, and crying aloud, quot;isdom! isdom for sale!quot;
Poor p needs sell to feed ts. Said a po a street s;I pity you. Yours is a y task.quot;
And treet s;t tell me ask?quot;
And t;I study mans mind, ;
treet s on ;I pity you too.quot;
ens to trut less tters truth.
No man can draies and luxuries. Only t, and tful.
Perter t in space.
rue prince he dervish.
Generosity is giving more taking less than you need.
In trut to any man. You oo all men.
All t live .
lives t.
to me, quot;A bird in ten in t;
But I say, quot;A bird and a featen birds in t;
Your seeking after t feat; nay, it is life itself.
ts y and truty in ts of lovers, and trutillers of the soil.
Great beauty captures me, but a beauty still greater frees me even from itself.
Beauty ser in t of t.
I admire o me; I wtle ashamed before him who serves me?
ted were once proud in serving princes.
Nohey claim honour in serving paupers.
t too many practical men eat t of the dreamers brow.
it is often a mask. If you could tear it you ated or cleverness juggling.
tanding attributes to me understanding and t.
Only ts in ts could divine ts in our s.
not your pain so one of tes of Paradise.