May a man live well-, and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.
I believe you can consider yourself a successful prose writer when the number of words you put on a page each day is equal to, or greater than, the number of milligrams of mind-altering chemicals you...
If a writer writes something that he or she has never experienced, I think the reader can sense right away that it is garbage. The only thing that can replace experience, though, is imagination; howev...
Fortune's fool! How we humans lie upon beauty like lizards upon a sun-baked rock.
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 th...
To wish a healthy man to die is the wish from a mind of sickness. To wish an ailing man to die is the wish of the ambitious.
She 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 trothfor our love is whole;her breath is my wine,her scent is my soul.
From flophouse bedTo poorhouse bread,all outhouse sorrow:I thee wed.
SAUL: 'We made love outdoors, my favorite place to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with sweat.
There was no world, no land, no god or heaven or earth outside of their two bodies naked and trembling in the act of love.
The birthing wolf,Her heart fed with tenderness,Gave forth from ripe brown nipples,Food to feed the universe.
All that I desire in life are three...A wilderness: A beach on the sun-drenched sea,A puff of opium,And thee.
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