Home is where one starts from.
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
Dante and Shakespeare divide the world between them. There is no third.
Because these wings are no longer wings to fly But merely vans to beat the air The air which is now thoroughly small and dry Smaller and dryer than the will Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still
Again I must remind you that a dog's a dog-a cat's a cat.
Every moment is a new and shocking transvaluation of all we have ever been.