Darling-- I love these velvet nights. I've never been able to decide whether the night was a bitter enemie or a grand patron --or whether I love you most in the eternal classic half-lights where it bl...
They hadn't much faith in travel, nor a great belief in a change of scene as a panacea for spiritual ills; they were simply glad to be going.
I don't want to live, I want to love first and live incidentally.
Nobody has ever measured even poets how much a heart can hold.
All I want to be is very young always and very irresponsible and to feel that my life is my own-to live and be happy and die in my own way to please myself
Nothing could have survived our life.
The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow - So Growl By doing what is right.
Thanks again for saving me. Someday, I’ll save you too.
And only weaklings...who lack courage and the power to feel they're right when the whole world says they're wrong, ever lose.
I love you anyway-even if there isn't any me or any love or even any life-I love you.
Excuse me for being so intellectual. I know you would prefer something nice and feminine and affectionate.
Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
I have often told you that I am that little fish who swims about under a shark and, I believe, lives indelicately on its offal. Anyway, that is the way I am. Life moves over me in a vast black shadow...
Why is there happiness and comfort and excitement where you are and no where else in the world?
I’m so damn glad I love you – I wouldn’t love any other man on earth – I b’lieve if I had deliberately decided on a sweetheart, he’d have been you.
I wish we could spend July by the sea, browning ourselves and feeling water-weighted hair flow behind us from a dive. I wish our gravest concerns were the summer gnats. I wish we were hungry for hot d...
By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.
There’s nothing in all the world I want but you and your precious love. All the material things are nothing. I’d just hate to live a sordid, colorless existence because you’d soon love me less and les...
All these soft, warm nights going to waste when I ought to be lying in your arms under the moon - the dearest arms in all the world - darling arms that I love to feel around me - How much longer - bef...
We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.