There's a day to ride thumb on a thunderhead
There's a day to make fantasy real
There's a day to deny and a day to decry
and a day for the man the wind at his heels!
The acceptance that all that is solid has melted into the air, that reality and morality are not givens but imperfect human constructs, is the point from which fiction begins.
The Man With The Wind At His Heels
