Cut quarrels out of literature, and you will have very little history or drama or fiction or epic poetry left.

Cut quarrels out of literature, and you will have very little history or drama or fiction or epic poetry left

I am five, I will never understand
why we are stranded in our selves
but in this moment I know
my own story
is understanding our singleness
that I am destined to move my body and time
into the body-time
the story
of Others.

If epic poetry is a definite species, the sagas do not fall within it.

I live not in myself, but I become
Portion of that around me: and to me
High mountains are a feeling, but the hum
of human cities torture.

Irony is the kid who steals music and is stolen by the music.