“Facts are the barren branches on which we hang the dear, obscuring foliage of our dreams.”
“We are like monkeys who dwell in the forest and shit on the very branches from which we hang.”
“Trees hang their branches”
“What we have not had to decipher, to elucidate by our own efforts, what was clear before we looked at it, is not ours. From ourselves comes only that which we drag forth from the obscurity which lies within us, that which to others is unknown.”
“Each moment of our life, we either invoke or destroy our dreams. We call upon it to become a fact, or we cancel our previous instructions. ”
“At various points in our lives, or on a quest, for reasons that often remain obscure , we are driven to make decisions which prove with hindsight to be loaded with meaning.”