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“Out of pain,
and pain, and more pain
we feed this feverish plot, we are nourished
by the mystery.”

“I saw what a child must love,
I saw what love might have done
had we loved in time.”

“Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of an owl?
Who has it, and who doesn’t?
I keep looking around me.”

“as you stand there,
empty-handed—
or have you too turned from this world—

or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?”

"A dog can never tell you what she knows from the smells of the world, but you know, watching her, that you know almost nothing."

"I want you to walk out into the fields
where the water is shining, and the rice has risen.
I want you to stand there, far from the white tablecloth.
I want you to fill your hands with the mud, like a blessing."

“When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.”