Fate succumbs many a species: one alone jeopardises itself.
To make one, there must be two.
The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.
Had Greek civilization never existed ... we would never have become fully conscious.
A verbal art like poetry is reflective; it stops to think. Music is immediate, it goes on to become.
The center that I cannot find is known to my unconscious mind.