"You wake from dreams of doom and - for a moment - you know: beyond all the noise and the gestures, the only real thing, love's calm unwavering flame in the half-light of an early dawn." - Dag Hammarskjöld
". . . as I have said often enough, I write for myself in multiplicate, a not unfamiliar phenomenon on the
horizon of shimmering deserts."
- Vladimir Nabokov