I like spaghetti because you don't have to take your eyes off the book to pick about among it, it's all the same.
And the case of butterflies so rich it looks As if all summer settled there and died.
It becomes still more difficult to find Words at once true and kind, Or not untrue and not unkind.
Something, like nothing, happens anywhere.
Clearly money has something to do with life.
Sex means nothing--just the moment of ecstasy, that flares and dies in minutes.