Certainly I was relatively a refined person. No way a tramp.
The only works of art America has given are her plumbing and her bridges.
But, you see, the theatre is not always art in America.
Yes, because when you're in love, you are shy.
Very few people know how to work. Inspiration, everybody has inspiration. That's just hot air.
A rich poet from Harvard has no sense in his mind, except the aesthetic.