When I gaze upon the sky
And the sea below, I cry,
Thus be poetry and love,
Deep beneath and bright above.
“People who remember court madness through pain, the pain of the perpetually recurring death of their innocence; people who forget court another kind of madness, the madness of the denial of pain and the hatred of innocence; and the world is mostly divided between madmen who remember and madmen who forget.”
James Baldwin | Giovanni’s Room