Complaint is often the result of an insufficient ability to live within the obvious restrictions of this god damned cage.

that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result)

there are policemen in the street and angels in the clouds

Animals never worry about Heaven or Hell. Neither do I. Maybe that's why we get along.

Even the stove and the refrigerator looked human, I mean good human - they seemed to have arms and voices and they said, hang around, kid, it's good here, it can be very good here.

Everything is beautiful. We have all this beauty in the world and all we have to do is reach out and touch it, it is all there and all ours for the taking." -- Cecilia to Henry Chinaski, liberty taken changing past tense to present tense (173)

There's a light somewhere. It may not be much light but it beats the darkness.