We Are All Born; Some Remain So.

Poets Are The Sense, Philosophers­­ The Intelligence­­ Of Humanity.

They Give Birth Astride Of A Grave, The Light Gleams An Instant, Then It's Night Once More.

The Essential Doesn't Change.

Normally I Didn’t See A Great Deal. I Didn’t Hear A Great Deal Either. I Didn’t Pay Attention. Strictly Speaking I Wasn’t There. Strictly Speaking I Believe I’ve Never Been Anywhere.

Until The Day When, Your Endurance Gone, In This World For You Without Arms, You Catch Up In Yours The First Mangy Cur You Meet, Carry It For The Time Needed For It To Love It And You It, Then Throw It Away.