Philosophy: a purple bullfinch in a lilac tree.

April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.

If you aren't in over your head, how do you know how tall you are?

We are being made aware that the organization of society on the principle of private profit, as well as public destruction, is leading both to the deformation of humanity by unregulated industrialism, and to the exhaustion of natural resources, and that a good deal of our material progress is a progress for which succeeding generations may have to pay dearly.

I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker, and I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, and in short, I was afraid.

We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form.

Hurry up, please, its time.