No eye may see dispassionately.
There is no comprehension at
a glance . . . .
what haunts the heart will, when it is found, leap
forward, blinding
the eye and leaving the main of Life in darkness.
-- Mervyn Peake,
Gormenghast
Cast the bantling
on the rocks,
Suckle him with
she-wolf's teat.
Wintered with the
hawk and fox,
Power and speed
be hands and feet.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Self-Reliance
|