We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh
My heart is quite calm now. I will go back.
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character.
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world. Not this. Not at all. I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.