Reading is a pleasure, but to finish reading, to come to the blank space at the end, is also a pleasure.
A perfect example of the new republic's urge to drape itself with the togas of classical respectability.
The winter does what it can for its children.
Poetry is mostly hunches.
I write with experiences in mind, but I don't write about them, I write out of them.
A yak is a prehistoric cabbage; of that, we can be sure.