You don’t question Providence. If you can’t have the reality, a dream is just as good.

The merry-go-round was running, yes, but... It was running backward. The small calliope inside the carousel machinery rattle-snapped its nervous-stallion shivering drums, clashed its harvest-moon cymbals, toothed its castanets, and throatily choked and sobbed its reeds, whistles, and baroque flutes.

We need our Arts to teach us how to breathe

Once the automobile appeared you could have predicted that it would destroy as many people as it did.

Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?" "Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.

We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.

A single face turned upward toward all Time One flesh, one ecstasy, one peace.