Anger at lies lasts forever. Anger at truth can't last.
A poem is no place for an idea.
I have lost friends, some by death... others through sheer inability to cross the street.
Nothing is as simple as we hope it will be.
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
My head rang like a gong.
There is still a difference between something and nothing, but it is purely geometrical and there is nothing behind the geometry.