Action is transitory - a step, a blow.
The motion of a muscle - this way or that -
'Tis done, and in the after-vacancy
We wonder at ourselves like men betrayed:
Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark,
And shares the nature of infinity.
Source: The Borderers, III. 1539
-- William Wordsworth, (Apr 7 1770-1850), English poet; His Lyrical Ballads, 1798 are noted for their worship of nature and humanitarianism; poet laureate, 1843-50.