“I am wild, I will sing to the trees,I will sing to the stars in the sky,I love, I am loved, he is mine,Now at last I can die!I am sandaled with wind and with flame,I have heart-fire and singing to give,I can tread on the grass or the stars,Now at last I can live!”
“I thought: Now I am like Dante. I walk through hell, but I am not burning.”
“I'm nothing you can catch now. I am black powder, I am singe, I am the bomb that bursts the night.”
“Wisdom's daughter walks alone,The mark of Athena burns through Rome.”
“When Rome burned, the emperor's cats still expected to be fed on time.”