And Went On In Sunlight, Into The

What Is This Self-inside Us, This Silent Observer, Severe And Speechless Critic, Who Can Terrorize Us, And Urge Us Onto Futile Activity, And In The End, Judge Us Still More Severely For The Errors Into Which His Own Reproaches Drove Us?

If You Start With A Bang, You Won't End With A Whimper.

And Voices Singing Out Of Empty Cisterns And Exhausted Wells.

Before A Cat Will Condescend To Treat You As A Trusted Friend, Some Little Token Of Esteem Is Needed, Like A Dish Of Cream.

Let Us Go Then, You And I, When The Evening Is Spread Out Against The Sky