If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that's read by persons who move their lips when they're reading to themselves.
Don MarquisGive up the dream that Love may trick the fates To live again somewhere beyond the gleam Of dying stars, or shatter the strong gates Some god has builded high; give up the dream.
Don MarquisA fierce unrest seethes at the core, of all existing things:, it was the eager wish to soar, that gave the gods their wings.
Don Marquis