Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect, Terrible in beauty, age, and power, The genius of poets of old lands, As to me directing like flame its eyes,
Mirko Milovanovichas quotedlast year
Urge and urge and urge, Always the procreant urge of the world.
Out of the dimness opposite equals advance . . . . Always substance and increase, Always a knit of identity . . . . always distinction . . . . always a breed of life.
Mirko Milovanovichas quotedlast year
All goes onward and outward . . . . and nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
Has any one supposed it lucky to be born? I hasten to inform him or her it is just as lucky to die, and I know it.
naihas quoted10 months ago
Have I forgotten any part? any thing in the past?
Come to me whoever and whatever, till I give you recognition.)