The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.
Peace is a virtual, mute, sustained victory of potential powers against probable greeds
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
If what has happened in the one person were communicated directly to the other, all art would collapse, all the effects of art would disappear.
We need to wake up from a thought that lasts too long.
Let us enrich ourselves with our mutual differences.