I have not tired of the wilderness; rather I enjoy its beauty and the vagrant life I lead, more keenly all the time.
The mind is a vagrant thing. . . . Thinking is not analogous to a person working in a laboratory who invents something on company time.
Men and women of high professional standing have been reduced to the status of vagrants.
Rumor is a vagrant without a home, and lives upon what it can pick up.
In its wild state, the truth is fluid, slippery, vagrant, scrambled, promiscuous, kaleidoscopic, and beautiful.
The true vagrant is the only king above all comparison.
As Geography without History seemeth a carkasse without motion; so History without Geography wandreth as a Vagrant without a certaine habitation.
I'm not a vagrant. . . I'm a hobo. Big difference.
What is saved in the cinema when it achieves art is a spontaneous continuity with all mankind.
Almost none of the poetries I admire stick to their labels, native or adopted ones. Rather, they are vagrant in their identifications. Tramp poets, there you go, a new label for those with unstable allegiances.
Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought.
As a practical matter, I like the dramatic monologue for its compelling intimacy. To be inside one's character, to register his or her every vagrant thought, emotion, and response - the first-person viewpoint grants this privilege and immediacy.
A honest man is seldom a vagrant.
We're headed for collapse, if you want my opinion, Missy. I can see it in the fallin' off of the quality of vagrants. There was atime you could find real good company in almost any jungle you'd pick, men who could talk, men who'd read a book now and then; and now, what do you find, a lot of dirty little guttersnipes no decent tramp would want to associate with. Well, it's been that way all through history.
