“Turn your back, wash your hands
There’s always someone who understands
It don’t matter no more what you got to say
It’s unbelievable it would go down this way”
(Bob Dylan in Unbelievable)
“Diese Stadt hat mich belehrt,
Paradies und Hölle
können eine Stadt sein.
Für die Mittellosen
ist das Paradies die Hölle.”
(B. Brecht in Hollywood-Elegien, no. 1)
“Light, oh where is the light?
Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!
There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame –
is such thy fate, my heart? “
( Rabindranath Tagore in Gitanjali no. 27)
“As I listened from a beach-chair in the shade
To all the noises that my garden made,
It seemed to me only proper that words
Should be withheld from vegetables and birds.”
(W.H. Auden in Their Lonely Betters)
“When children are playing alone on the green,
In comes the playmate that never was seen.
When children are happy and lonely and good,
The Friend of the Children comes out of the wood.
Nobody heard him and nobody saw,
His is a picture you never could draw,
But he’s sure to be present, abroad or at home,
When children are happy and playing alone.”
(R.L. Stevenson in The unseen playmate)