Let the past be content with itself, for man needs forgetfulness as well as memory

Let the past be content with itself, for man needs forgetfulness as well as memory

Because our lives are cowardly and sly, Because we do not dare to take or give, Because we scowl and pass each other by, We do not live; we do not dare to live.

Women and birds are able to see without turning their heads, and that is indeed a necessary provision for they are both surrounded by enemies.

Tell me your past, my beloved, for a man is his past, and is to be known by it.

The duty of a lyrical poet is not to express or explain, it is to intensify life.

Can a spear divine the Eternal Will?