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The Constants That I Look For Are A Love Of Light And A Determination To Trace Some Moral Chain Of Being.

How Can We Describe The Most Exalted Experience Of Our Physical Lives [sex], As If-jack, Wrench, Hubcap, And Nuts-we Were Describing The Changing Of A Flat Tire?

How Can A People Who Do Not Mean To Understand Death Hope To Understand Love, And Who Will Sound The Alarm?

Then It Is Dark; It Is A Night Where Kings In Golden Suits Ride Elephants Over The Mountains.

I Sometimes Go Back To Walk Through The Ghostly Remains Of Sutton Place Where The Rude, New Buildings Stand Squarely In One Another's River Views.