A violent order is disorder; and a great disorder is an order. These two things are one.
Wallace StevensAn owl sound wandered along the road with me. I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears.
William StaffordThe reader became the book; and summer night Was like the conscious being of the book.
Wallace StevensMen's eyes were made to look, let them gaze, I will budge for no man's pleasure.
William Shakespeare