New Year's Eve always terrifies me.
I was an Agnostic. Agnostics didn't have much to argue about.
That the young rich smell the stink of the poor and learn to find it a bit amusing. They had to laugh, otherwise it would be too terrifying.
they simply never understand, do they, that sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth?
Careful poetry and careful people live only long enough to die safely.
Each man's hell is in a different place: mine is just up and behind my ruined face.