Hungry, you're a dog, angry and bad-natured. having eaten your fill, you become a carcass; you lie down like a wall, senseless. At one time a dog, at another time a carcass, how will you run with lions, or follow the saints?
There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.
You must ask for what you really want.
Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.
Be patient, even if every possibility seems closed.
No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.