All significant truths are private truths. As they become public, they cease to be truth; they become facts, or at best, part of the public character; or at worst catchwords.
I have always wanted to spend the weekend in a box with four ducks.
Er ... dressing up as a swan & placing boxes on small ramped platforms?
We could probably squeeze you in Fr Hugh Jass, it gets quite warm and feathery though. That's right GC (not!)