Oh, oh, you will be sorry for that word! Give back my book and take my kiss instead. Was it my enemy or my friend I heard, What a big book for such a little head! Come, I will show you now my newest hat, And you may watch me purse my mouth and pri
Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen depart, be lost, but climb.
My candle burns at both ends It will not last the night But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends - It gives a lovely light.
It's not true that life is one damn thing after another it is one damn thing over and over.
It's not love's going hurts my days But that it went in little ways.
The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.
We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race.
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
A person who publishes a book willfully appears before the populace with his pants down. If it is a good book nothing can hurt him. If it is a bad book nothing can help him.
Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age / The child is grown, and puts away childish things. / Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. / Nobody that matters, that is.
Life must go on; I forget just why.
Life isn't one damn thing after another. It's the same damn thing again and again.
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.