The dripping blood our only drink,The bloody flesh our only food:In spite of which we like to think
I don't know much about gods, but I think the river is a strong, brown god
I have heard the key Turn in the door once and turn once only We think of the key, each in his prison Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison
We are being made aware that the organization of society on the principle of private profit, as well as public destruction, is leading both to the deformation of humanity by unregulated industrialism,...
Destiny waits in the hand of god, shaping the still unshapen..
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wre...
Honest criticism and sensible appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upon the poetry.
And the wind shall say: 'Here were decent Godless people:Their only monument the asphalt roadAnd a thousand lost golf balls.
LightLightThe visible reminder of Invisible Light.
The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
There will be time, there will be timeTo prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;There will be time to murder and create,And time for all the works and days of handsThat lift and drop a questio...
Now that lilacs are in bloomShe has a bowl of lilacs in her roomAnd twists one in her fingers while she talks.Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not knowWhat life is, you who hold it in your hands...
Do I dare Disturb the universe?
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were a very notorious couple of cats.As knockabout clowns, quick-change comedians,Tight-rope walkers and acrobatsThey had an extensive reputation.[...]When the family asse...
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door.His name, as I ought to have told you before,Is really Asparagus. That's such a fussTo pronounce, that we usually call him just Gus.His coat's very shabby, he's thin...
For he will doAs he do doAnd there's no doing anything about it!-
Not the intense momentIsolated, with no before and after,But a lifetime burning in every moment.
Your burden is not to clear your conscienceBut to learn how to bear the burdens on your conscience.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,And that is the name that you never will guess;The name that no human research can discover--But the cat himself knows, and will never confess.Whe...
You will go on, and when you have prevailedYou can say: at this point many a one has failed.But what have I, but what have I, my friend,To give you, what can you receive from me?Only the friendship an...