There is only beauty and it has only one perfect expression poetry. All the rest is a lie except for those who live by the body, love, and, that love of the mind, friendship. For me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because its sensual delight falls back deliciously in my soul.
You can remember times when you were a kid, when life looked too doggoned deliciously beautiful to be left alone. So you could feel like that again if you worked at it.
She may have looked normal on the outside, but once you'd seen her handwriting you knew she was deliciously complicated inside.
It was deliciously pagan.
Our chicken maniac, tell us how we can eat it deliciously?” “There's no time for that.
English is such a deliciously complex and undisciplined language, we can bend, fuse, distort words to all our purposes. We give old words new meanings, and we borrow new words from any language that intrudes into our intellectual environment.
Reminiscences make one feel so deliciously aged and sad.
