“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)
“Light the lamps up, lamplighter,
The people are in the street
Without a light
They have no sight,
And where will they plant their feet?
Some will tread in the gutter
And some in the mud, oh dear!
Light the lamps up, lamplighter,
Because the night is here.”
(E. Farjeon, no title)
“Ain’t talkin’, just walkin’
I’ll burn that bridge before you can cross
Heart burnin’, still yearnin’
They’ll be no mercy for you once you’ve lost“
(Bob Dylan in Aint’t Talkin’)
“An alley never concerns itself. An
alley always concerns the social
geometry that shapes it—a pompous
boulevard’s way of saying
alleys will gladly be whatever cities
want ‘em to be.”
(H. Ostrom in Alleys)