Here are your waters and your watering place. Drink and be whole again beyond confusion.

You can't get too much winter in the winter.

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.

The people I am most afraid of are those who are the most afraid.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away / You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.

Anything more than the truth would have seemed too weak.