Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?'/Let us go and make our visit.
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
The endless cycle of idea and action, / Endless invention, endless experiment, / Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness; / Knowledge of speech, but not of silence; / Knowledge of words, and ignorance of The Word.
Sand. Everywhere. In the bed, in the shower, all over the floor. Grrrrr.