All I have is a voice to undo the folded lie, the romantic lie in the brain of the sensual man-in-the-street and the lie of Authority whose buildings grope the sky: There is no such thing as the State and no one exists alone; Hunger allows no choice to the citizen or the police; We must love one another or die.
W. H. AudenA poet can write about a man slaying a dragon, but not about a man pushing a button that releases a bomb.
W. H. Auden