I am convinced more and more day by day that fine writing is next to fine doing, the top thing in the world.
Every mental pursuit takes its reality and worth from the ardour of the pursuer.
I will imagine you Venus tonight and pray, pray, pray to your star like a Heathen.
Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!
A moment's thought is passion's passing knell.
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.