I can only see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death.

They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.

Sleep is still most perfect, in spite of hygienists, when it is shared with a beloved.

Death is the only pure, beautiful conclusion of a great passion.

And to my lips' Bright crimson rim The passion slips, And down my slim White body drips The shining hymn.

What you intuitively desire, that is possible to you.

I think New Mexico was the greatest experience from the outside world that I have ever had.