To be a true poet is to become God.
Look, said Lamia, what good would telling each other stories do? When we meet the Shrike, we tell it what we want, one of us is granted the wish, and the others die. Correct?
I love being a poet. It’s the goddamned words I can’t stand.
Sounding now/old songs/deep water/no-Great Voices/no-Shark/old songs/new songs
Apocalyptic statuary of the post-Hegira expansionist period. I
Like your kind/ we usually destroy what we cannot understand
In an age where no information was inaccessible, no travel denied, such exclusion was maddening and tantalizing.
I loved you backward and forward in time. I loved you beyond boundaries of time and space.
God is our refuge and strength, and ever-prethent help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountainth fall into the heart of the sea, though its waterth roar and...
For seven centuries the existence of Grand Unification Theories and hyperstring post-quantum physics and Core-given understanding of the universe as self-contained and boundless, without Big Bang sing...
Doomed with enfeebled carcass to outstretch His loathed existence through ten centuries,
All those before us have gone into the darkness without assurance of logic or fact or persuasive theory, with only a slender thread of hope or all too shakable convention of faith. And they have been...
As Ummon and the other Masters teach, it explains why the giraffe evolved a long neck but never why the other animals did not. It explains why humankind evolved to intelligence, but not why the tree n...
You have to live to really know things, my love
There is a fullness and calmness there which can come only from knowing pain.
The past is dead and buried. But I know now that buried things have a way of rising to the surface when one least expects them to.
The day is perfect and I hate it for being so.
The Song of Kali is with us. It has been with us for a very long time. Its chorus grows and grows and grows. But there are other voices to be heard. There are other songs to be sung.
Ogni forma di violenza è potere, signor Luczak.
Nothing had ever been so welcome by its absence.