That It Will Never Come Again Is

There's A Certain Slant Of Light, On Winter Afternoons, That Oppresses, Like The Weight Of Cathedral Tunes.

The Brain - Is Wider Than The Sky - For - Put Them Side By Side - The One The Other Will Contain With Ease - And You - Beside - The Brain Is Deeper Than The Sea - For- Hold Them - Blue To Blue - The One The Other Will Absorb - As Sponges - Buckets - Do - The Brain Is Just The Weight Of God - For - Heft Them - Pound For Pound - And They Will Differ - If They Do - As Syllable From Sound.

The Truth Must Dazzle Gradually Or Every Man Be Blind.

Just A Turn Of The Doorknob, And There Lies Freedom.

Hold Dear To Your Parents For It Is A Scary And Confusing World Without Them.