"And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
I felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind."
"Did Cleopatra rest when she was inventing mascara?
Did Nefertiti rest when she was posing for statues?
Did Helen of Troy rest when she was doing whatever thing else she did?
Beauty never rests!
Now swim you cow, swim!"
