Be careful how quickly you give away your fire.
Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.
I have risen to a body not yet born, existing like a light around a body through which the body moves like a sliding moon.
What I am trying to do is bring people into grief in relation to the society we have.
Every part of you that you do not love will regress and become hostile towards you.
When a father, absent during the day, returns home at six, his children receive only his temperament, not his teaching.