āDarkness is dawn not yet born.ā
āThus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.ā
āWe are the sons of Sorrow; we are the poets and the prophets and the musicians.ā
āDo not be merciful, but be just, for mercy is bestowed upon the guilty criminal, while Justice is all that the innocent man requires.ā
āInspiration is in seeing a part of the whole with the part of the whole in you.ā
āThe universe is my country and the human family is my tribe.ā
āAll dark and comfortless.ā
āBlind is his love, and best befits the dark.ā
āNow entertain conjecture of a time When creeping murmur and the poring dark Fills the wide vessel of the universe.ā