Not the brightest gem in the jewelry shop, but you've got to admire his single-minded dedication to drug abuse.
People souls - perennial loners. They're loners like stray stars.
All our blasphemies are only little prayers.
There live Christ and Nero in our hearts.
How many times have I created to destroy?
Dead is the travel of all our travels.
I loved life too much to lust for life.
[Donald] Trump is instructive. For Trump, it was that the global economy and the international world order were failing regular people.
To expect an author to talk as he writes is ridiculous; or even if he did you would find fault with him as a pedant.
The air is like being wanted, we say, and they nod approvingly. The air is like getting older, they say, and they touch our arms gently.
Here seems now no reasonable justification for continuing any civil plutonium program.