"There is a wild spirit of good-naturedness which looks like malice." - Friedrich Nietzsche

I wasn't born of a whistle or milked from a thistle at twilight

No, I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright

So: enough of this terror

We deserve to know light

And grow evermore lighter and lighter

You would have seen me through

But I could not undo that desire

- Joanna Newsom