There are flood and drought over the eyes and in the mouth, dead water and dead sand contending for the upper hand. The parched eviscerate soil gapes at the vanity of toil, laughs without mirth. This is the death of the earth.
Accident is design / And design is accident / In a cloud of unknowing.
Let us go then, you and I, When the evening is spread out against the sky
You have to risk going too far to discover just how far you can really go.
It's not wise to violate rules until you know how to observe them.
My mind may be American but my heart is British.