Our emotions Are only “incidents” In the effort to keep day and night together.

To approach the stranger is to invite the unexpected, release a new force, let the genie out of the bottle. It is to start a new train of events that is beyond your control.

I think we are in rats’ alley Where the dead men lost their bones.

We can at least try to understand our own motives, passions, and prejudices, so as to be conscious of what we are doing when we apeal to those of others. This is very difficult, because our own prejudice and emotional bias always seems to us so rational.

I learn a great deal by merely observing you, and letting you talk as long as you please, and taking note of what you do not say.

I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids Sprouting despondently at area gates.

The past and future / Are conquered, and reconciled.