"Oh pilgrims, you who go lost in your dreams,
Not paying attention, perhaps bound by desire,
By the corruption of wealth, by the corruption of speech,
By disdain of the possibilities:
Are you so far from your humanity that you cannot even weep
At the ruins of the world you wanted to build?
And have you become deaf to the whispers
Of what could have been, in your life, in your world?"

(after Dante, 56).

yours, Peter T.