Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.
Imagination, the traitor of the mind, has taken my solitude and slain it.
Why does insanity always twist the great answers Because only tormented persons want truth. Man is an animal like other animals, wants food and success and women, not truth. Only if the mind Tortured by some interior tension has despaired of happiness then it hates its life-cage and seeks further, And finds, if it is powerful enough. But instantly the private agony that made the search Muddles the finding. Then search for truth is foredoomed and frustrate Only stained fragments Until the mind has turned its love from itself and man, from parts to the whole.
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