Out of this same light, out of the central mind, We make a dwelling in the evening air, In which being there together is enough.
Wallace StevensSo, too, if, to our surprise, we should meet one of these morons whose remarks are so conspicuous a part of the folklore of the world of the radio--remarks made without using either the tongue or the brain, spouted much like the spoutings of small whales--we should recognize him as below the level of nature but not as below the level of the imagination.
Wallace Stevens