first page of Grimus

Go, go, go, said the bird; human kind
Cannot bear very much reality

(T.S. Eliot)

Come, you lost atoms, to your Centre Draw,
And be the Eternal Mirror that you saw;
Rays that have wandered into darkness wide,
Return, and back into your sun subside.

(FARID-U-Din' ATTAR,
The Conference of Birds, trans. Fitzgerald)

Crow straggled, limply bedraggled his remnant.
He was his own leftover, the spat-out Scrag
He was what his brain could make nothing of.

(TED HUGHES,
Crow's Playmates)

The sands of Time are steeped in new Beginnings.

(IGNATIUS Q. GRIBB,
The All-Purpose Quotable Philosophy)

- First page of Grimus by Salman Rushdie.

O, the conflicting selves jostling and joggling

"O, the conflicting selves jostling and joggling within these bags of skin. No wonder we are unable to remain focused on anything for very long; no wonder we invent remote-control channel-hopping devices. If we turned these instruments upon ourselves we'd discover more channels than a cable or satellite mogul ever dreamed of [...]"

The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie