Convict our pride of its offense
In all things, even penitence,
Instruct us in the civil art
Of making from the muddled heart
A desert and a city where
The thoughts that have to labor there
May find locality and peace,
And pent-up feelings their release.

- W. H. Auden, from New Year Letter, 1940

:life archives, image of earth from apollo 7, 1968