I like familiarity. In me it does not bring contempt-only more familiarity.

You are so afraid of losing your moral sense that you are not willing to take it through anything more dangerous than a mud-puddle.

I manage to think twice about everything / Why will they like me as they do / Or not as they do / Why will they praise me as they do / Or praise me not not as they do.

How do you like what you have. This is a question that anybody can ask anybody. Ask it.

You are extraordinary within your limits, but your limits are extraordinary!

Everywhere there was somewhere and everywhere there they were men women children dogs cows wild pigs little rabbits cats lizards and animals. That is the way it was. And everybody dogs cats sheep rabbits and lizards and children all wanted to tell ... all about themselves.

A great deal of beauty is rapture. A circle is a necessity. Otherwise you would see no one. We each have our circle.