“Here is unfenced existence”

“Loneliness clarifies. Here silence standsLike heat. Here leaves unnoticed thicken, Hidden weeds flower, neglected waters quicken, Luminously-peopled air ascends; And past the poppies bluish neutral distance Ends the land suddenly beyond a beach Of shapes and shingle. Here is unfenced existence: Facing the sun, untalkative, out of reach.”

“Poor humanity! I often feel that the tableland of sanity upon which most of us dwell, is small in area, with unfenced precipices on every side, over any one of which we may fall.”

“But whether or not you are here, you are here—because these words are for you, and they wouldn't exist if you weren't here in some way.”

“But there is nothing, no trace that she’s ever existed. She is not here. She will never be here again.Because of me.”

“He does not exist here, with me, but flesh that does not exist will never die, and promises unmade are never broken.”