An intelligent person fights for lost causes, realizing that others are merely effects
...and down they forgot as up they grew.
The mind is its own beautiful prisoner. Mind looked long at the sticky moon opening in dusk her new wings then decently hanged himself,one afternoon. The last thing he saw was you naked amid unnaked things.
You and I are more than you and I because it's we.
A politician is an arse upon which everyone has sat except a man.
The eyes of my eyes are opened.