Like other high subjects, the Law gives no ground to common sense.
The negative always wins at last, but I like it none the better for that.
Literature gives us a memory of lives we did not lead.
Confess to the misdeeds you cannot hide.
I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.
The Insignificance of Man is a congenial theme; my own insignificance is a sore point.