''... the first step of the terrible journey toward feeling somebody should act, that ends in utter confusion and hopelessness, east of the sun and west of the moon.''
''There is the view that poetry should improve your life. I think people confuse it with the Salvation Army.''
''The disquieting muses again: what are "leftovers"?''
''Yes, in the long run there is something to be said for these shiftless days, each distilling its drop of poison until the cup is full; there is something to be said for them because there is no escaping them.''
''Life became a pregnant silence, but it was understood that the silence was to lead nowhere.''
''Here and there a bird sang, a rose silenced her expression of him, and all the gaga flowers wondered. But they puzzled the wanderer with their vague wearinesses.''
''If you need a certain vitality you can only supply it yourself, or there comes a point, anyway, when no one's actions but your own seem dramatically convincing and justifiable in the plot that the number of your days concocts.''
''It is the time we have now, and all our wasted time sinks into the sea and is swallowed up without a trace. The past is dust and ashes, and this incommensurably wide way leads to the pragmatic and kinetic future.''
''Perhaps we ought to feel with more imagination.''
''The screen of supreme good fortune curved his absolute smile into a celestial scream.''
