The poets are in the vanguard of a changed conception of Being.
The human being is not the lord of beings, but the shepherd of Being.
Longing is the agony of the nearness of the distant.
We should never allow our fears or the expectations of others to set the frontiers of our destiny.
Dwelling is not primarily inhabiting but taking care of and creating that space within which something comes into its own and flourishes.
Everyone is the other and no one is himself.