There is an eternal landscape, a geography of the soul; we search for its outline all our lives.
To appear unambitious amongst the ambitious is to invite loathing or fear. To be in the game, but not playing with intent to win, is to be the enemy.
Poetry contains almost all you need to know about life.
We learn from tragedy. Slowly.
We are here to add to the sum of human goodness. To prove the thing exists.
That is my story, simply told. Please do not ask again. I have told you in order to issue a warning. I have been damaged. Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.