At the violet hour, when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting I Tiresias, though blind, throbbing between two lives.

It is impossible to design a system so perfect that no one needs to be good.

People find a way in which they can say something.

Whatever you do, don't whimper, but take the consequences.

And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

The great ages did not contain the best talent, they wasted less.

You have learned enough to see that cats are much like you and me.