“I am the truth, since I am part of what is real, but neither more nor less than those around me.”
“Sigh for me, night-wind, in the noisy leaves of the oak. / I am tired. Sleep for me, heaven over the hill. / Shout for me, loudly and loudly, joyful sun, when you rise.”
“I certainly do not exist from nine to six, when I am at the office.”
“Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.”
“I know noble accentsAnd lucid, inescapable rhythms;But I know, too,That the blackbird is involvedIn what I know.”
“I was the world in which I walked, and what I sawOr heard or felt came not but from myself;And there I found myself more truly and more strange.”