"If Dreams could be bottled...
if the essence of Night could be distilled and captured in a jar...
Who would not have a storehouse
of poison and passion?" -anon.

"When I'm on my knees, that's when I have power." -anon.
No, what my heart will be is a tower,
And I will be right out on its rim:
nothing else will be there, only pain
and what can’t be said, only the world

-Rainer Maria Rilke
from “The Solitary Man”