I Knew That, When Needed,

I Had As Yet No Notion That Life Every Now And Then Becomes Literature—not For Long, Of Course, But Long Enough To Be What We Best Remember, And Often Enough So That What We Eventually Come To Mean By Life Are Those Moments When Life, Instead Of Going Sideways, Backwards, Forward, Or Nowhere At All, Lines Out Straight, Tense And Inevitable, With A Complication, Climax, And, Given Some Luck, A Purgation, As If Life Had Been Made And Not Happened.

It Is Very Important To A Lot Of People To Make Unmistakably Clear To Themselves And To The Universe That They Love The Universe But Are Not Intimidated By It And Will Not Be Shaken By It, No Matter What It Has In Store. Moreover, They Demand Something From Themselves Early In Life That Can Be Taken Ever After As A Demonstration Of This Abiding Feeling.

Now Nearly All Those I Loved And Did Not Understand When I Was Young Are Dead, But I Still Reach Out To Them.

We Can Love Completely What We Cannot Completely Understand.

A River, Though, Has So Many Things To Say That It Is Hard To Know What It Says To Each Of Us.