Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow

I had seen birth and death but had thought they were different.

For I have known them all already, known them all— Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

You must not on any account give me credit for being penetrating. I have impressed people that way before, and the result is always disaster.

Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow

The definition of hell is a place where nothing connects with nothing.

What we know of other people's only our memory of the moments during which we knew them.