And I Say To My

We Need Beauty Because It Makes Us Ache To Be Worthy Of It.

As A Child, What Captivated Me Was Reading The Poems Myself And Realizing That There Was A World Without Material Substance Which Was Nevertheless As Alive As Any Other.

I Got Saved By Poetry. And I Got Saved By The Beauty Of The World.

I Took One Look And Fell, Hook And Tumble.

The End Of Life Has Its Own Nature, Also Worth Our Attention. I Don't Say This Without Reckoning In The Sorrow, The Worry, The Many Diminishments. But Surely It Is Then That A Person's Character Shines Or Glooms.