...Science and mathematics Run parallel to reality, they symbolize it, they squint at it, They never touch it: consider what an explosion Would rock the bones of men into little white fragments and unsky the world If any mind for a moment touch truth.
If millions are born millions must die.
Hear the music, the thunder of the wings. Love the wild swan.
He is strong and pain is worse to the strong, incapacity is worse.
Seagulls . . . slim yachts of the element.
This wild swan of a world is no hunter's game.