The future, like everything else, is no longer quite what it used to be.
Just as water, gas, and electricity are brought into our houses from far off to satisfy our needs in response to a minimal effort, so we shall be supplied with visual or auditory images, which will appear and disappear at a simple movement of the hand, hardly more than a sign.
There is a difference if we see something with a pencil in our hand or without one.
Conscience reigns but it does not govern.
Nothing beautiful can be summarized.
Poems are never finished - just abandoned