"I promise to make you more alive than you’ve ever been. For the first time you’ll see your pores opening like the gills of a fish and you’ll hear the noise of blood in galleries and feel light gliding on your corneas like the dragging of a dress across the floor. For the first time, you’ll note gravity’s prick like a thorn in your heal, and your shoulder blades will hurt from the imperative of wings. I promise to make you so alive that the fall of dust on furniture will deafen you, and you’ll feel your eyebrows like two wounds forming and your memories will seem to begin with the creation of the world."

- Nina Cassian