In a lethal world, poetry is necessary for survival.

In a lethal world, poetry is necessary for survival.

Compassion is an alternate perception

It helps, I think, to consider ourselves on a very long journey: the main thing is to keep to the faith, to endure, to help each other when we stumble or tire, to weep and press on.

The child takes in his world as if it were food. And his world nourishes or starves him. Nothing escapes his thirst. Secrets are impossible. He identifies with his surroundings and they live within him unconsciously; it is perhaps for this reason that the small child has been characterized as naturally religious.

Who are enemies? Those who oppose each others will.

Inhabit ourselves that we may indeed do what we want to do.