[T]he departing world leaves behind… not an heir, but a pregnant widow. – Alexander Ivanovich Herzen, Other Shore

You are sad because they abandon you and you have not fallen. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin

And upsidedown in the earth a dead man walks upon my soles when I walk. – Bill Knott, “(End) of Summer (1966)” (Thanks, Laurie)

My heaviness comes from the heights. – Antonio Porchia, Voces, 1943, translated from Spanish by W.S. Merwin