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The universe is a big place, perhaps the biggest.
Prometheus, I have no Titan's might,
Yet I, too, must each dusk renew my heart,
For daytime's vulture talons tear apart
The tender alcoves built by love at night.
Let's give this entity which you call soul another name. Soul has too many incorrect meanings for humans, too many verbal reverberations, too many contrary definitions.
The Magic Labyrinth (1980)
Of course, I’m only indulging in mankind’s vice of trying to make a symbol out of coincidence.
The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)
A miracle: a chance distribution of events, occurring one time in a billion.
The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)
Everybody should fear only one person, and that person should be himself.
The Magic Labyrinth (1980)
Actors didn’t have to be politicians, but politicians had to be actors.
The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)
Monasticism, retreat from the world, reclusivism, that’s a lot of crap.
The Magic Labyrinth (1980)
Malory clung to his faith with fierce obliviousness to “facts”—in itself an indication that he had gone mad, if his critics were to be believed.
The Magic Labyrinth (1980)
Resurrection, like politics, makes strange bedfellows.
The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)
Beauty is beautiful because it is doomed to perish!
The Dark Design (1977)
If you live very long time or are immortal, perhaps you learn everything about everything in order to pass the time.
The Magic Labyrinth (1980)
Miles above the Earth we know,
Fancy's rocket roars. Below,
Here and Now are needles which
Sew a pattern black as pitch,
Waiting for the rocket's light.
Drowned idols swirl like seeds in chaos' wine.
Look, Job! Caught Beauty, held to light, now apes
A good, now evil, thing — the shifting sign
And spectrum of archaic, psychic shapes.
Tell me, is this true or is it just one of those tales that people like to make up to worry others?
The Dark Design (1977)
Liquor’s good for one thing. It makes you forget what you’re afraid not to forget.
All the human beings I met were either sure that there would be no afterlife or else that they would get preferential treatment in the hereafter.
To Your Scattered Bodies Go (1971)
God, Whose hand holds stars, as we lump earth
In our fingers, give us power, give us light
To hold all love within our breast's small space.
Sestina of the Space Rocket (1953)
Caught Beauty, held to light, now apes
A good, now evil, thing — the shifting sign
And spectrum of archaic, psychic shapes.
Imagination was the great cozener of the past.
The Dark Design (1977)