To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
Pablo NerudaHow you must have suffered getting accustomed to me, my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running. So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes, and over our heads the grey light unwinds in turning fans.
Pablo Neruda