What the Man-Moth fears most he must do.
It is like what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free.
Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?
The pigs stuck out their little feet and snored.
All my life I have lived and behaved very much like the sandpiper - just running down the edges of different countries and continents, 'looking for something'.
I've never written the things I'd like to write that I've admired all my life. Maybe one never does.