I am not a keeper of sheep's, or if I'm a keeper of sheep's. The sheep are my thoughts and my thoughts are all sensations. I think with my eyes and ears and with my hands and feet and with my nose and mouth.

I believe in not keeping sheep's
I believe in the world
I believe in people
I believe in friends
As in a daisy because I see it.
But I don't think about it
Because thinking is not understanding...
The world was not made for us to think about
But for us to look at and be in tune with...

I have no philosophy; I have senses...
If I speak of Nature,
If I speak of the world,
If I speak of people,
If I speak of friends,
It's not because I know what it is;
But because I love it,
And that's why I love it,
For a lover never knows what he loves,
Why he loves or what love is...