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But If The Gods Do Not Exist At All - Then We Are Lost,' I Said. On The Contrary - We Are Found!' Said Aesop. But When We Are Afraid, Who Can We Turn To, If Not The Gods?' Ourselves. We Turn To Ourselves Anyway. We Only Pretend There Are Gods And That They Care About Us. It Is A Comforting Falsehood.

Don't Ye Know That Ev'ry Soul On Earth Feels Itself To Be An Orphan?

I Thought To Spend My Declining Years Writing Poetry And Teaching - But That Won't Pay The Bergdorf's Bill. I Think I'll Move To Somewhere Life Is Cheaper.

What Are The Sources Of Poetry? Love And Death And The Paradox Of Love And Death. All Poetry From The Beginning Is About Eros And Thanatos. Those Are The Only Subjects. And How Eros And Thanatos Interweave.

Writing About Sex Turns Out To Be Just Writing About Life.