I speak to you. You speak to me. Is that fragile?

There has been in our time a lack of reliance on language and a lack of experimentation which are frightening to anyone who sees them as symptoms. We know the phenomenon of stage-fright: it holds the player shivering, incapable of speech or action. Perhaps there is an audience-fright which the play can feel, which leaves him with these incapacities.

I think there is a choice possible to us at any moment, as long as we live. But there is no sacrifice. There is a choice, and the rest falls away. Second choice does not exist. Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.

Beware of those who talk about sacrifice.

The sources of poetry are in the spirit seeking completeness.

The world is made up of Stories, not Atoms.

The fear of poetry is an indication that we are cut off from our own reality.