Each thing implies the universe.
i walk slowly, like one who comes from so far away he doesn't expect to arrive
As the end approaches, there are no longer any images from memory - there are only words.
A writer should have another lifetime to see if he's appreciated.
There is no point in being overwhelmed by the appalling total of human sufferring; such a total does not exist. Neither poverty nor pain is accumulable.
While we are asleep in this world, we are awake in another one