The life of the city never lets you go, nor do you ever want it to.
Yet there is no spring in Florida, neither in boskage perdu, nor on the nunnery beaches.
Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.
We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.
Metaphor creates a new reality from which the original appears to be unreal.
The imagination loses vitality as it ceases to adhere to what is real. When it adheres to the unreal and intensifies what is unreal, while its first effect may be extraordinary, that effect is the maximum effect that it will ever have.