Not less of love, but expanding Of love beyond desire, and so liberation From the Future as well as the past.
And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you I will show you fear in a handful of dust
Hungry Hatred, will not strive against intelligence self-interest.
Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.
Whatever you do, don't whimper, but take the consequences.
There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.