By the banks of old Poughkeepsie
My love swam with me
Nature’s tender bones are breathing
Lungs, each breaths, each breathes and
Have you felt it?
Have you?
I’ve felt it too
And so have you
— Devendra Banhart, “Poughkeepsie”
— James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
— Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
— John Ruskin, Unto This Last
— John Kenneth Galbraith
— Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception (1954)