Her body accepted my brutal seed and took it to swell within, just as the patient earth accepts a falling fruit into its tender soil to cradle and nourish it to grow. Came a time, just springtime last, our infant child pushed through the fragile barrier of her womb. Her legs branched out, just as the wood branches out from these eternal trees around us; but she was not hardy as they. My wife groaned with blood and ceased to breathe. Aye, a scornful eve that bred the kind of pain only a god can withstand.
Roman Payne
I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.
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I will always know the glory of the beautiful and rare, as they will know security from labour and prayer. As they will hear the laughter of the children they gave life, I will know the torments of the song born under knife.
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Fueled by my inspiration, I ran across the room to steal the cup of coffee the bookshelf had taken prisoner. Lapping the black watery brew like a hyena, I tossed the empty cup aside. I then returned to the chair to continue my divine act of creation. Hot blood swished in my head as my mighty pen stole across the page.
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All forms of madness, bizarre habits, awkwardness in society, general clumsiness, are justified in the person who creates good art.
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I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.
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Who is better off? The one who writes to revel in the voluptuousness of the life that surrounds them? Or the one who writes to escape the tediousness of that which awaits them outside? Whose flame will last longer?
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I'm not ashamed of heroic ambitions. If man and woman can only dance upon this earth for a few countable turns of the sun.. Let each of us be an Artemis, Odysseus, or Zeus.. Aphrodite to the extent of the will of each one.
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Whilst the wolflets bayed, A grave was made, And then with the strokes of a silver spade, It was filled to make a mound. And for two cold days and three long nights, The father tended that holy plot; And stayed by where his wife was laid, In the grave within the ground.
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The lot of the brideto be wed before beddesired until rotten. The lot of the authorto be read before bedadmired then forgotten.
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May a man live well-, and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.
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With the need for the self in the time of another / I left my seaport grim and dear / knowing good work could be made / in the state governed by both Hope and Despair.
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I was glad to be made awarethat Veimke (jeune fille au pair), is subject to natural law, and can be made fat, by such things as poor diet, and alcohol.
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My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my troth, for our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul
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I was surrounded by friends, my work was immense, and pleasures were abundant. Life, now, was unfolding before me, constantly and visibly, like the flowers of summer that drop fanlike petals on eternal soil. Overall, I was happiest to be alone; for it was then I was most aware of what I possessed. Free to look out over the rooftops of the city. Happy to be alone in the company of friends, the company of lovers and strangers. Everything, I decided, in this life, was pure pleasure.
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