In a world of fugitives the one who stays home will seem to be running away

Where is all the knowledge we lost with information?

An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.

Quick now, here, now, always- A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one.

The past and future / Are conquered, and reconciled.

Home is where one starts from.

You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends, And how, how rare and strange it is, to find In a life composed so much, so much of odds and ends, (For indeed I do not love it ... you knew? you are not blind! How keen you are!) To find a friend who has these qualities, Who has, and gives Those qualities upon which friendship lives. How much it means that I say this to you- Without these friendships-life, what cauchemar!