Progress-progress is the dirtiest word in the language-who ever told us- And made us believe it-that to take a step forward was necessarily, was always A good idea?

April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

The only people I really hate are servants. They're not really human beings at all.

I am waylaid by beauty.

I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore.

There isn't a train I wouldn't take, no matter where it's going.

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it is one damn thing over and over.