Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single

Women and men in the crowd meet and mingle, Yet with itself every soul standeth single.

The animals of the world exist for their own reasons. They were not made for humans any more than black people were made for white, or women created for men.

Men were made for war. Without it they wandered greyly about, getting under the feet of the women, who were trying to organize the really important things of life.

With hand on the spade and heart in the sky Dress the ground and till it; Turn in the little seed, brown and dry, Turn out the golden millet. Work, and your house shall be duly fed: Work, and rest shall be won; I hold that a man had better be dead Than alive when his work is done.

The fisher droppeth his net in the stream, And a hundred streams are the same as one; And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream; And what is it all, when all is done? The net of the fisher the burden breaks, And always the dreaming the dreamer wakes.