I open my scuttle at night and see the far-sprinkled systems, All all I see multiplied as high as I can cipher edge but the rim of the farther systems. Wider and wider they spread, expanding, always expanding, Outward and outward and forever outward.

I accept reality and dare not question it.

All truths wait in all things.

If any thing is sacred, the human body is sacred.

O amazement of things-even the least particle!

I keep thinking about you every few minutes all day.

Unscrew the locks from the doors ! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs !