But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.
Here we have a baby. It is composed of a bald head and a pair of lungs.
Let my temptation be a book.
No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.
I never lost a little fish - Yes, I'm free to say. It always was the biggest fish I caught, that got away.
Ideas came with explosive immediacy, like an instant birth. Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum; it keeps swinging from one extreme to the other.