Some of the words and symbols and images from childhood will continually be part and parcel of my personality.
Metaphor is embodied in language.
The trouble with words is that you never know whose mouths they've been in.
The loss of Eden is personally experienced by every one of us as we leave the wonder and magic and also the pains and terrors of childhood.
Everything we do has consequences.
A bad act done will fester and create in its own way. It's not only goodness that creates. Bad things create. They have their own yeast.