His moral lectureblazed with hate.What could have driven a child that far?

Your cravings as a human animal do not become a prayer just because it is God whom you ask to attend to them.

A heart pulsating in harmony with the circulation of sap and the flow of rivers? A body with the rhythms of the earth in its movements? No. Instead: a mind, shut off from the oxygen of alert senses, that has wasted itself on 'treasons, stratagems and spoils'--of importance only within four walls. A tame animal--in whom the strength of the species has outspent itself, to no purpose.

Like the bee, we distill poison from honey for our self-defense--what happens to the bee if it uses its sting is well known.

Better than other people.' Sometimes he says: 'That, at least, you are.' But more often: 'Why should you be? Either you are what you can be, or you are not - like other people.

My home drove meinto the wilderness.Few look for me. Few hear me.

Apes. The moon woke them--round the world's navel revolvedprayer wheels of steps.