We live on the circumference of a hollow circle. We draw the circumference, like spiders, out of ourselves: it is all criticism of criticism.

“She saw that the world was evil and yet craved for happines in it, which she th…”

“People will think you brilliant only if you tell them what they know. To avoid …”

“Forgive me, giver, if I destroy the gift:it is so nearly what would please meI …”

“Ah, the minutes twinkle in and outAnd in and out come and goOne by one, none by…”