One man was so mad at me that he ended his letter, "Beware. You will never get out of this world alive."
A man who gets few letters does not open one lightly.
Humanity has been passing through a gray and desolate time of confusion.
The warfare between the unaroused male and female is constant and ferocious. Each blames the other for his loss of soul.
There are two kinds of people in the world, observers and non-observers.
Poetry is the mathematics of writing and closely kin to music.