People exercise an unconscious selection in being influenced.
That was my way of putting it-not very satisfactory: A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion, Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle With words and meanings.
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy.
Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the Shadow
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.
You have to risk going too far to discover just how far you can really go.