Looking out, looking in
Again and again human life appears to us like a lonely journey on a road, the beginning of which lies at the dawn of the early morning and the end in an unknown destination so
Currents Of Life
The human being of our time finds himself in a state of torpor or congealment. Either he is hardened in terms of perception, chained to a wrong idea, or he is too complacent to learn to think logically again – logically not in an intellectual sense,
