"He is one of those who has had the wilderness for a pillow, and called a star his brother. Alone. But loneliness can be a communion."

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He is life's liberating force. He is release of limbs and communion through dance. He is laughter, and music in flutes. He is repose from all cares -- he is sleep! When his blood bursts from the grape and flows across tables laid in his honor to fuse with our blood, he gently, gradually, wraps us in shadows of ivy-cool sleep.

— Euripides