Poetry is often generations in advance of the thought of its time.
I don't like quintessential certitude.
What we suffer, what we endure, what we muff, what we kill, what we miss, what we are guilty of, is done by us, as individuals, in private.
But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell.
A thousand kindnesses do not make up for a thousand blows.
It is through the acceptance of a variety of aethetic and intellectual points of view that a culture is given breadth and density.