If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting slough, where each one of us goes so thoroughly disguised in dirt that we are all alike and indistinguishab


A selection from Phoenix (ed. 1971)


If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting...

If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting...

If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting...

If we had reverence for our life, our life would take at once religious form. But as it is, in our filthy irreverence, it remains a disgusting...