And Voices Singing Out Of Empty Cisterns

Teach Us To Care And Not To Care Teach Us To Sit Still. Pray For Us Sinners Now And At The Hour Of Our Death Pray For Us Now And At The Hour Of Our Death.

All Dash To And Fro In Motor Cars. Familiar With The Roads And Settled Nowhere.

In A World Of Fugitives, The Person Taking The Opposite Direction Will Appear To Run Away.

Fare Forward, Travellers! Not Escaping From The Past Into Different Lives, Or Into Any Future; You Are Not The Same People Who Left That Station Or Who Will Arrive At Any Terminus, While The Narrowing Rails Slide Together Behind You.

Time Past And Time Future Allow But A Little Consciousness. To Be Conscious Is Not To Be In Time.