What we have not named as a symbol escapes our notice.

The slogan of Hell: Eat or be eaten. The slogan of Heaven: Eat and be eaten.

What the poet says has never been said before, but, once he has said it, his readers recognize its validity for themselves.

Ideally, government is the means by which all the individual wills are assured complete freedom of moral choice and at the same time prevented from ever clashing.

Lay your sleeping head, my love, Human on my faithless arm.

Beloved, we are always in the wrong, Handling so clumsily our stupid lives, Suffering too little or too long, Too careful even in our selfish loves: The decorative manias we obey Die in grimaces round us every day, Yet through their tohu-bohu comes a voice Which utters an absurd command - Rejoice.

Evil is unspectacular and always human, and shares our bed and eats at our own table.