I have with me all that I do not knowI have lost none of it.

So this is what I am Pondering his eyes that could not Conceive that I was a creature to run from I who have always believed too much in words

If there'd been a better-balanced society, where there were other ways of making a decent living, I think it might have been different. That's not the way this setup work.

There is part of a structure in which every species is related to every other species. And they're built up on species, like a pyramid. The simpler cell organisms, and then the more complicated ones, all the way up to the mammals and birds and so forth. We call it 'developing upward'... The whole thing depends on every part of it. And we're taking out the stones from the pyramid.

We are not born to survive. Only to live.

I offer you what I have my Poverty

My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.