Youth calls to age across the tired years: 'What have you found,' he cries, 'what have you sought?" 'What have you found,' age answers through his tears, 'What have you sought.
Dylan ThomasThis world is half the devil's and my own, Daft with the drug that's smoking in a girl and curling round the bud that forks her eye.
Dylan ThomasMy education was the liberty I had to read indiscriminately and all the time, with my eyes hanging out.
Dylan ThomasI went on all over the States, ranting poems to enthusiastic audiences that, the week before, had been equally enthusiastic about lectures on Railway Development or the Modern Turkish Essay.
Dylan Thomas