Oh my soul, be prepared for the coming of the Stranger. Be prepared for him who knows how to ask questions.

When the Stranger says: 'What is the meaning of this city ? Do you huddle close together because you love each other?' What will you answer? 'We all dwell toge…

There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not. You shall not deny the Stranger.

And the wind shall say: 'Here were decent godless people: Their only monument the asphalt road And a thousand lost golf balls.'