For darkness restores what light cannot repair. There we are married, blest, we make once more the two-backed beast and children are the fair excuse of what we're naked for.
Quoted in: Drusilla Modjeska, ?Beth Yahp (1995) Picador New Writing. Vol. 3-4, p. 13
The formula for prison is a lack of space counterbalanced by a surplus of time. This is what really bothers you, that you can't win. Prison is lack of alternatives, and the telescopic predictability of the future is what drives you crazy.Joseph Brodsky
Man is what he reads.Joseph Brodsky